We used to play chess all the time when we were traveling, particularly after we finished the cycling and transferred to trains as our main form of transport. My little notebook, initially filled with statistics such as average speed, total distance, top speed, etc., started to instead be filled with tallies of how many times Dunc had beaten me at chess. Yes, you read right. Not 'who won', but 'how many times Dunc beat me'.
He won a total of nineteen times before, on Christmas Eve (after I had plied him with a lot of that special Danish Christmas beer) I finally beat him. Time to insert another column in my notebook!
Now, it seems we are pretty even. The last three times I have won two times (including this morning!) and the other was a stalemate. Love it! I wonder, though, if I am actually getting better at chess, or if I am just learning how he plays chess...
In other news, I'm about to head to the lake for a swim down near my lovely Finnish friend's place. She's due to give birth in under three weeks! I hope she doesn't go into labour when we are out in the middle! Haha. It's alright - I've been practicing my survival stroke, so I've got it covered. I think I'll bring my waterproof camera to take gorgeous pictures of her belly sticking out of the water as she does backstroke with the mountains behind her.
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