2004 He was with his bestfriend France riding on his truck going to the the end of the city to capture some scenes for his next photo exhibition. They passed a road sign saying, 20 kms to La Roca Lake, where theyre going to settle and wait for dawn. Dinner was served when they arrived at the Lake. They walked toward the receptionist and took their room number. Room 320 He opened the window. The cool breeze of the wind brushed his hair to the south. He turned his eyes to the lamp post standing still at the floating hill in the middle of the calm lake where a little party was held and people where happily dancing along with cocktail and beer. Meanwhile, the music was stopped, a lady from the dance floor climbed the microphone and proposed for a toast. The people cheered. He smiled. France called out his name. He closed the window and attended France for their schedule review. * * * Floating Hill It was her sisters turning over party for the 20 hectare coffee farm. Shes really having fun, and also shes really drunk like hell drunk, but, who cares. Tonight, shes gonna party and savor their victory over her wicked step mother. She turned at the south of the lake swaying her body to move with the beat. Her eyes run across the open window at the third floor of the hotel, where a man stands, looking at them, amazed. She gulped down the last of her vodka, took another glass and reached for the microphone to propose a toast. Her world is spinning but shes gonna do it anyway. After she spoke, the people raised their glasses and cheered. * * * Unconsciously they met again. #MeetingTheOne Gypsys Journal
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 09:18:05 +0000
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