One day it had to happen. People who know me know how much I like, no, how much I love this cat.
As I said in the previous post, I still have more to show. My trip to Africa was, definitely, a memorable one.
Warning: big post ahead.
South Africa. Four years ago it made me think of Shakira and vuvuzelas
A year later,
I remember the first time I went to Brighton. I must admit, I didn’t know what to expect, but by the end of the day I was sad to be leaving.
Starting something is hard. Whatever that something may be. Consciously or not, all beginnings involve a process that ends up changing our daily routine.