The happiest moments are what you try and remember from every vacation. When you felt wild and free and laughed until your belly button hurt.
So what did the magic hold for me this time?
The gorgeous alcesian sitting on the dio, Chetan 1 and Chetan 2... Belly dancing @ Thalassa, searching for ruch without my glasses on in the water and video recording a random stranger thinking it's XXX, dancing on the beach like mad, forget the men... checking out the ladies, going up to the jock and telling him he was cute only to be told, "this is not a rejection" fuck you A-hole, meeting people and being my friendly best, what's life without zipping around on a bike, the very pregnant snake (or was that a fat full-filling dinner?), non stop chatter chatter, the one and only... Kishore Kumar, the very soulful and jazzy Cantera, the wind in my hair, free drinks and a divine blueberry cheesecake, Philippe the K-surfing king, jiving with Morris and Robin, getting lost at U-turns, morning and evening strolls on the heavenly shores, friendly doggies, even friendlier 'gais', fighting with 'black brief' Russians, Cadbury taking me for a run, itchy thighs, dealing with a sty, breathing in purity of mind, spirit and soul, ride an hour for sausage rice, whatsapp in a bottle, the double joints, learnings from f*r*i*e*n*d*s, that's what she/he said moments, Firestone walks, aleksandra Zec - wish I'd meet you sooner, burning with the sun and sand.... Wooohhoooo!
I silenced the beast within...
Read the signs and Live your dream. Fight or Flight?
Your. Time. Is. Now.
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