Sunday afternoon, R went for a run with Milo. I hate running, so I didn't tag along. Instead, I went out myself and delivered some mags.
As I stopped by one of the advertisers' shop whichs sells all sorts of exotic stuff, from small to big, you name it, the owner, started to lid up a "Sheesha Pipe" for me.
She wanted me to sit down and enjoy that huge pipe. "Cool, ok, I think." So she let me sit in the back of her shop smoke the mint flavor sheesha alone. Later, she sat down with me, started to burn another pipe for herself and at the same time, pouring a big glass of red wine for me. "Well...um...sure, thanks! Cheers!"
There, an unusual afternoon occurred just like that. I was there not being allowed to go anywhere else until R called 3 hours later, and was feeling pretty "up there" the whole time, too. Ha haha......
Thanks, Ivy! I will never forget about your generosity and your passion for the "Shui-Ian"! I love my friends!