that sometimes happiness is disguised as an ice-cube.

5:45A is no time for an impromptu dip in the canal

loving her summer world

that she has to do something for karma.

under the spell of moroccan chickpea soup.

squinting like a pirate. god, jet lag hurts.

never had her wings de-iced before

it's time for another glass of wine.

rocket, pumpkin and prosciutto works.

that some people will make fun of anything, even one's choice of fruit.