Getting London Look

galina:

the days, the days, the endless days – in my mind I’m still so there, still feel the cool tiles, hear z laughing at h, hear the clinking of ice, smell the jasmine on the air, morning sun on my face, just waiting for e to put her hand on my shoulder and smile, or b to hand me a martini, or m’s shutter to click

galina:

spent our days mostly just walking, or climbing, taking in the island