"The Cheesy Gay Trip", that's what it was called!
We ate lots of cheese, drank wine, hung out with the gay best friend, went to LGBT parties... got kicked out of a Girl Party, tripped in the middle of the road from drinking too much wine and drove to Gondwana to recollect ourselves... And of course when I say "we", I actually meant me. My best friend was merely entertained by the wild rebel child she had to babysit. By the time we flew to Dubai and Seoul, I was much more calm and became my usual self again. *Phew!* The best memories can never be caught on camera. But the camera does capture beautiful moments which leads back to those memories. |
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April 2018
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