Mint-tea Time

to dad, Sicmoid, Remy, and everyone else, who loves taking photos and reads my blog :)

Tell me, who would expect this friendship to last so long in this bloody cyber life? I wouldn't. I had my reasons, though. And my pesimistic self. Moreover, you annoyed me so much ten years ago :D Therefore I am truly happy to call you my best friend, Michael. You are the one, who inspired me to explore the possibilities of life beyond my comfort zone. Your hashtag #zivotjakfilm was one of the main motivations to do something new, something different, and something I had used to be doing once, but forgot how it felt.

Another series I fell in love with. Completely. Unconditionally. Four men. In hats. With swords/cords. And guns. Athos, Porthos, Aramis and d'Artagnan. And Constance.

Your argument is invalid.

Last few photos are from the second half of our trip when we went to the local docks. It smelled like salt and fish, and there were annoying Senegalese everywhere... x_X forcing us to buy at least something. Ugh.

The second trip was to the edge of the local slum... it stank really awfully. Exactly like a place that has no sewer system. We were told, that the people have a certain spot inside their dwellings, which is used as toilet. How sad is that? The children were happy, though. So keen for the tourists with a prospect of something sweet to eat, although we have been warned right before the entrance to not to do that. 

Day 110: Collect shells on a beach. 

Right after our clapping games we hopped back on the truck and drove to the renown shore with a shipwrecked ship called Santa Maria. It became one of the most significant symbols of the islands of Cape Verde and mainly of Boa Vista. The truth is, the ship is not as old as it might appear. It is the work of the salt and waves, that made it look really old, although it shipwrecked forty years ago if I remember it correctly.