Cupid's Span by Claes Oldenburg and Coosje van Bruggen
D'fhreastal mé ar cruinniú cumann na leabhair i San Francisco inniú. Bhí gach éinne i láthair seachas Art agus Greta. Tá Greta ag taisteal agus tá Art ag athshlánú fós ón máinliacht croí - ní bheith sé ar ais linn go dtí go mbeidh sé i n-ann tiomáint.
Bhíomar ag plé an leabhar "Finding Nouf" - úrscál bleachtaireachta atá suite san Araib Shádach. An rúd a chuir isteach orainn go mór mór ná an slí in a bhfuil deighilt mór idir mná agus fir - ní feidir le fear fiú breathaint ar bean nach a bean céile í. Ó thaobh an scéal é féin ní raibh mórán ann seachas foirmle bleachtaire. An rúd is simiúile ná go raibh sé suite i dtír nach bhfuil mórán eolas ag coimhthígh uirthi.
Díreach i ndiaidh an cruinniú chuaigh AnneMarie agus mé fhéin ag siúl ar an Embarcadero, mar is ba gnáth dúinn. Chuamar go dtí an margadh ag an Ferry Plaza. Bhí an lá go h-álainn - griannmhar agus glan, cé go raibh sé fuar. Ach sin a mbionn i lár an Geimhridh i San Francisco.
We had BookClub in San Francisco today. Everyone was there except Greta, who is travelling, and Art who is recovering from his heart surgery. He won't be back with us for a while - not until he can drive again.
The book under consideration was "Finding Nouf" - a detective story set in Saudi Arabia. There wasn't much to this book - a formulistic detective novel that was interesting only for the unusual setting. We all remarked on the great division between men and women in Saudi Arabia - men have very little contact with woman, not even being allowed look at women who are not their wife.
After our breakfast AnneMarie and myself went walking to the Ferry Plaza Farmers' Market. It was a beautiful day - sunny and clear, but cold. A typical mid-Winter day in San Francisco.
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