At 1248 CST, the buffet is done, folks are crowding in the lounge watching the World Cup or on the balcony drinking coffee and other stuff staring at the lagoon. The rain, which started around 1045, is still at it. Like bees in a hive, the Derby Dayites are jostling straining against the confines of convention and good sense. Soon the activation energy of the hive will cause one and all to spill out into the rain, toward the helicopter pad and the volleyball net.
More as the situation develops….
