Since I care about my readers I wouldn’t just start the weekend without doing something for you. Until 5 minutes ago I had no idea what that would be. Then I remembered I bought a pair of gardening gloves that I could review.
Colour: Nice red with polka dots.
Shape: Weird with fingers leaning backwards. I have quite stiff fingers and can’t push them that direction.
Size: The only available size was medium and I have very small hands. What can I say, one glove covers almost my whole face.
To be honest I’m not really known as someone who likes bugs and worms and that is because I don’t.My last close encounter with a worm/big ass maggot occurred the other day. Strawberries were involved, maggot was very much involved in the strawberries. However you like to put it, I was put off and am not sure I can eat strawberries again. What I wanted to say with this is that I now together with some friends have a little plot of land, and that also involves strawberries.
One of the benches one can sit on after cuddling worms.
Cans to make sure worms don’t get dehydrated.
Despite dirt and worms it’s all happy faces in the garden.
The sunsets in Boracay were as amazing as the flaming mangos at Cyma
It took me a couple of days to tell the difference.
Until I realized the mango is served with ice cream. This is obviously a mango.
Mango shakes are tricky, they don’t come with ice cream. Just ice and no flames. I had a huge mango shake tab at the hotel that “caught on fire”, suddenly the shakes became the sunset, and my tab disappeared.
First tricycle ride in my life, arriving in Boracay
Not the first boat ride in my life
Finally Bullet was reconnected with his paintings at Cyma. Our friend Sunshine’s fantastic restaurant. Been eating so much seafood I now look like a crab. Or I did at least after the first day on the beach.
I was going to post a longer thing but time is short and internet a bit slow. I’m slow, not short here compared to the locals.