The next morning, and back in man clothes, I entered the dining area for breakfast.
The man I had my encounter with, in the red car, was just leaving, again.
With a lovely smile, he said
“Good morning”.
It seemed such a familiar “good morning” not just that of a stranger, or was that just wishful thinking.
I wondered what would have happened had I said,
“Yes, that is the hotel I am staying at”.
I knew I was not too convincing when dressed, so the man in the red car, being so close must have known!
I will never know now.
However, it was such an experience that night.
Being out fully dressed and walking about, felt so good!