Alternate Vision

So my favorite criminals were in the valley for Christmas. Am sure nothing good came out of it. Going through their pictures reminded me of my visit to the valley in November of 2003 for thanksgiving. Where else is watching a hunting dog eat raw eggs a past time?
J and I can't seem to logon on to blogger from this internet cafe. So I decided to use flickr. But I needed a good picture. I happened to be perusing through Cragnes' pics and decided to dedicate this post to them.

My dad continues to come home smelling of fish everyday. This is the busiest time in the year for him. We hitup the Apapa club, swam a healthy 20 some laps and then feasted on the BEST suya ever, some pepe soup, all of which was washed down with star beer. Ran down memory lane this evening, while walking around parts of the club that I would frequent almost daily growing up. None of the tennis area boys were around, except Yusuf. He now plays for the National Team and is heading to Manchester to teach at a club there.

There is talk of a Lebanese (belly dancing) party tomorrow night, a carribean/calypso party and a host of other yuppy parties happening in Lagos city for NYE. I insist on maintainiing the boycott and hanging with the folks instead. Maybe drinks with close friends after midnight. Agente procurou a coisa para viagar no bar beach. Foi bem differente e mais forte. My time is up.

# posted by Surya Swamy : 4:59 PM