PCA: After sundown
An odd feature of a Bahamas January is the sunlight waning before you expect it. The paradise sun seems to promise to be around forever, convincing you that it will only fall when your body is too tired to enjoy the daylight any more. And yet, as the Bahamas sits right in the middle of Eastern Time, the sun falls as it would in any other wintertime town. It can be surprising for people to feel the cool night air on their sunburned skin.
I only bring it up because none of the players who still remain in Flight A have seen the sun since breakfast and now the sun is once again gone. Such deception by the big star in the sky would warrant ill-feelings if the sun weren't so welcoming during the day.
Somehow, it's made me think of Isabelle Mercier (by a raise of hands, how many people saw that coming?).
After the dinner break, I spent a few minutes around her table. The four-seat had opened up and offered a different view. What I saw, within just a matter of seconds was the two different Isabelles--the one who will lure you into a pot, and the one who will eat you (and your chips) for an after-dinner snack.
The warmth of a Bahamas day
The chill of poker playing night
An ever-thickening rail
Until then, enjoy the night.