I carefully weighed each little sack of clothing I hand picked to take home. I still have 6 KG space in that bag, but ran out of steam. The bedroom cleaned, and some laundry taken to the dobi, I congratulated myself with a thin crust pizza from Dominos. Oh please, I will return to my old ways and never cross the threshold of Dominos when I am home again. But better than chicken when you live here.
Someone is going to be well dressed once I get these things to the charity bin. But for now - pizza and grape juice. Bon Apetit
WILD LIFE IN MY NEW RAINFOREST
VIA ONE RAINFOREST TO ANOTHER - thought these guys were more appropriate. I see their cousins every day
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