Wind waves, sways and shimmies in the palm trees, sea breeze, at ease, red wine in my hand. I’ve seen coconut palms, banana palms, now I know where to find date palms. The van side-mirror reflects a picture could be on a surf t-shirt – mirrored palms, sky, blue, a hint of beach even if not really there. And music from the villa across – boom boom badoom badoom ba boom boom boom boom shows that yeah it’s Saturday night and sure you have to get through, or do, a pretrip meeting preliminarily, pero it’s coming, vente, vente, tonight is Saturday night and the party’s on, it’s up it’s here just wait. Go night it’s night and go.
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