A four minute ride's enough to cook the egg and it saves me time too. Any takers ??
Last Saturday we went hiking, we scaled camelback and I was mostly inspired by an
Arnold Schwarzenegger clone who carried his Chihuahua in a rucksack with him while he hiked and growled (the Chihuahua not the man ) at me, every time I paused .
We were famished from our hike and raided Denny’s (that’s an eatery where ppl go more for the hospitality than the food).We ate a mouthful and realized that we had ordered much more than we could eat, so I offered to get boxes to pack .The moment the boxes arrived ,nobody wanted to take anything so we decided that we were better off taking the ketchup, salt and pepper shaker and the plastic forks. Somebody wanted to pack the waitress as well but realized the box was too small.
Lesson learnt : Go to a place which has bigger ‘to go’ boxes, and good service as well.
So with all this heat and sweat I decided to take a plunge into the pool in the evening .
The lights were dim and the ambience, relaxing. Tempting probably, is the word.
All was quiet when a big troop of teenagers decided that they needed to spend the evening near the pool too .A quiet group of nice folks who were not too raucous.
My muscles ached and Russell Peters' series was on my mind so i stepped out.
I removed my swim cap. And I heard,
"I thought she was bald"
"Yeh." Hmm...voices in agreement.
Oops! The last thing I thought I would I ever hear. Guess the dim lights did the trick.
I am busy tying my sarong. I loosen my hair off the sarong and I hear
‘wooooooooo’.
So within an instant, I went from bald to a "wooo" object.
(And all you mean souls out there the ‘woo’ was for my hair and not for anybody else..so don’t you write nasty comments and take the fun out)
If this post had hints of narcissism in it I can’t help it. :D