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Kerstin, Arthur, & Leonard, at the top of the tramway

Kerstin Trawick, Arthur Luehrmann, Leonard Trawick, Palm Desert Aerial Tramway which took us up San Jacinto Mountain. Coming down there was an old guy standing next to Leonard who just didn’t get the rotation idea, and pushed Leonard away by holding on to the window bars and staying with the window instead of rotating with the floor. Ever sweet and polite Leonard just backed off, but I moved in — not wanting anyone to push a friend of mine around — and when the old guy started pushing in my direction said mildly, “Excuse me sir, but I thin you’re falling over.” He got very huffy and said, “Madam, I haven’t moved!” and continued to try to push me over. I continued to stand still. He fussed and said, “Look! I haven’t moved!” His wife tried to tell him he had moved, but he wouldn’t listen. Very grumpy. Ah well. After we got off she gave me an apologetic smile and shrug. To our hotel, the Palm Court Inn in Palm Springs. The desk clerk suggested we might like to go to the Left Bank for dinner, so we did. The food was great, but the place was unbearably noisy. However, one highlight: they had a rather good live pianist who tried to pick up Arthur when Arthur was walking around admiring some of the artwork. Kerstin got upset about a note on the menu, “We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone,” but I told her that was very common, and in fact, was on the menu in the Korean restaurant we went to the other night. To Kerstin it reeks of Jim Crow rules meant to exclude negroes, but to me it’s an excuse to get rid of undesirably drunk or noisy “patrons.”