Oh, the city! Oh, the beautiful city! I'm finally here and I'm loving it!
A couple of days before Chinese New Year, kindred spirits flocked to Wan Chai, preferably to my new digs in the city for a house warming party. And boy was it warm! Just look at what I was wearing!
Winky feeding me with her giant chopsticks.
The ladies came prepared and brought a lot of yummy food. This was after experiencing being fed by yours truly canned artichoke and bottled pesto at a certain birthday party not long ago.
My make shift dining table was brimming with beautiful fruits, scrumptious cold cuts, bubbling cheese and chocolate fondue, divine croissants, and exquisite red wine. I was pretty much eating non-stop for several hours, oh and drinking as well. More on that later!
Proud, shiny faces! Winky hoovering non-yogic food!
It was a great afternoon, thanks to the never-ending chatter these girls were making. The stories were endless! But the story that stole the show was.......
Listen!
The tale of the yogini who wanted her money back
Wendell and Lizzie came around dinner time, after which the house warming was taken to the street and onto a bar for bar warming, where we consumed more intoxicating drinks and danced, more like hopped to band's energetic songs. Too bad Wendy and Lizzie went home early.
Wendell and Lizzie. Love hunters.
Ah yes, life is good.
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