Yes, that is a watermelon in my bag. Technically half a watermelon. I bought it last night for after our broccoli miso soup but we forgot to eat it, and stubbornness took over this morning: no way was I leaving it behind. So what if watermelons are 'heavy'? Genius, Naomi. You are a genius. I'm … Continue reading Día Veinticuatro / Day Twenty Four
No head bopping to the guy next to me this morning; my bunk bed was up against a wall, which I sincerely appreciated. And that "I'm a grown woman" statement? Not entirely true. We had chocolate ice cream for breakfast. We'd bought a kilo worth of that Vienetta ice cream cake roll thingy for after … Continue reading Día Veintitres / Day Twenty Three
