I must say that the Christmas break did good to me. After returning, London has been tasting good again. Where else could you choose your evening activity between burlesque night at working mens club and moulding a pice of clay into a funny michael jackson?! Have a street full of delicious curry houses all having great deals? Bump into a stranger, who smiles at you on a platform and spend the following half and hour tube journey talking without a break and laughing? Find a masseuse who`s from Mauritius and in love with her job, doing it so well that you are in heaven? Spend your lunch break in a freezing park nearby with your friend who happens to be your colleague as well? Meet Aarikka´s creative manager and talk about good old days? Smile when you hear "teenage dirt bag" while punching in the body combat class like crazy?! Travel half an hour to some direction and feel like being in a different city?!
Yes. Me and london are doing just great. I have also decided to care less about things. Things. Not people. Never.
All good and pictures, random shots of my every day life, coming up.
Spotted from the back of a jeep last week:
"ONE LIFE - LIVE IT"
