A Lady of Marrakech, ehehe


Trying to post something I drew, using entirely a mouse and Adobe. Ehehe. |

Ehehe... things past. Last Saturday we drove around, and paid homage to ze Golden Mile and there was a strange tunnel hot with dank breaths, mussikke, slitty eyed women with tresses and men in leather jackets. Liang Court again with sushi, much cheaper and better variety than ze Sushi Tei. Jap food is so overrated. Think I mentioned it before. Afternoon stretched into night as we devoured Almodovar, Lin Dai, and we ventured into ze bay stomachs driving us. Ze insolent peopl at Al Pesto kept badgering us onto ze "al freda" area, we insisted upon air conditioned seating it being scorching and glittery with humidity "al freda". And the waiters barely pronounced ze menu. It was a good meal in ze end, because J and G overflowed with generositeeeee. We then went back to to ze apartment by ze mare, where Madonna was immaculately adored. Woke to Kylie, brekkers, tarot. Lunch at marina. Then back to our little nests. Ehehe. |