Buffets

The space hotel had grandiose buffets throughout the whole day.

Buffets are a blessing and a curse. Mostly a curse.

In Club Med Cancún, there were luscious buffets every day. I ate my first frog leg there in Mexico.

I remember Cancun, Mexico, from years ago. The breeze was fresh and warm along the shore in the night. The water in the beach was warm like in a bathtub. The meals were extravagant buffets. I ate frog legs for the first time. It was a Club Med resort. The gardeners and the room attendants were Mayan descendants. I bought books about Mayan linguistics. I really liked snorkelling in the clear waters full of life.

When I peruse my Social Media, I feel joy looking at the quaint cafés and diners in Japan, the "refresquerías" and "taquerías" in Mexico, and the rustic buffets and homey shopping malls in the Philippines. These things are interesting human activities. But I am thinking of the future. Will machines take over this world? Will the future be something to which people today cannot relate? Will humans become like cats and dogs next to intelligent machinery? After all, today, we humans coexist with cats and dogs. If there will be entities smarter than us humans, how will they relate to us humans? Will our primitive ways coexist with their superfast and higher-level thinking?