It took an outdoor food stand in a swelteringly hot Manilla market place to establish where my thrill for adventurous eating would screeched to a halt. I have never said, “No thank you” so quickly.
Selfie Statue, Georgia.
A snapshot of where my son Alastair’s life is currently.
His and her travel bags. You pick.
Why in heavens name would this man remove his clothing on the roof of a large hotel in Amsterdam?
A drug deal gone wrong? Lost a bet? Or just because it’s Amsterdam?
Hermetically sealed nothingness.
Maybe the psychics should have warned them that the name ISIS, at some point, might have a negative connotation.
The design and construction elements look a little iffy to me.
Vegan Gourmet Shreds NOW with crunchy Gorilla bits!