Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Why My Avocado Tree Is Dying

Croatia

sixteenth day of July 2004 I had just finished seventeen years. Then we talked a lot about a place that particularly liked. In time, he promised that one day will take me there. It was so our little dream. When I think how much had to happen in our lives, we finally are able to walk along the coast istrijskim ...

everyday life can be a surprise.
And so it did not believe ...


Budapest at 3.00 am



Rijeka

Tunnel Učka
Porec






Channel Lim






Pula. I like to be in Pula, as shown:]




pulański cat, which does not bow to the crowd


Vrsar










Maybe I look like a peasant, but a M. .... Uaaaa ....

Maybe I can not swim, but in what style! :]



trip composed of Hudusek - reliable navigator, ignorant fear of the lord of the seas, the captain of a pink car nawodnego, permanent loss of time, what was not fired because they were afraid of photoaging of the skin (!). Michas - deputy navigator, the second head coach, a devotee of glamorous hats and travel by canoe, indeed swimming. Wojtuś - the first head coach, music lover and DJ tours, adhd-sheep szwędacza mode, the artist in the kitchen, extremely nice. Agatka - the best captain and crew motivator rowing dinghy, beach goers gaze focused object, like a certain Green Apple and Wojtek.








M., thank you.
August 2010
:-)

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