Friday, April 4, 2008

"Where the hell have you guys been"



No, we're not dead, we have just disappeared into the one horse, many surfer town of Imsouane, where we around surrounded by Bereber surfers playing the djembe, European Hippies, funny English guys and a whole bunch of people who tell us to eat more. It's a strange version of Heaven, but one without Internet connection.

If you don't hear from us in another month, it means we've settled down, learned to surf, acquired tans and taken lovers in this town.

Somewhere like this...