a Maroc toddler in Marrakech - Casablanca Train
I am still clueless of what I should write about the places I've adventured.
One, this is not a travel blog, nor a site that has too much of an information for anyone to dig through for references.
Two, I came to realize there is so much emotion in this site that whenever I re-read all of entries, I get so nostalgic. It taps hidden beautiful memories in my cluttered system. so I am always lost in transition of a good travel writing and emotions.
Emotions win most of the time fyi.
but ahhhneeewayyyyyy, there was one day I got myself excited. I woke up feeling happy, needing a very quick snack (or breakfast!) to celebrate my day (or feed an always hungry stomach). so what did I get when I am happy???
YOU BET!!!!!
I stumble/clumsy myself silly after I got the right fluffiness, kick everything that were in my way to my couch, push aside all pillows and sit down feeling so satisfying (and I wasnt even yet dive in with that pool of sweetness).
but oh wait, where is my camera?!? (drama queen has to live up to the title)
I rummaged thru my bag on the table and quickly clicked! andddddd sit down savoring every bite :)
It was really so good. yummmehs!
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