Staircases, tickets and signs.

Twisting escapades of streets.

Swirling vapors and hot soups.

Words sometimes force strictures that don’t exist for any good reason.

Learning is not pain.

Fun does not need to be silly.

Exalted experiences within fluid realities.

Dizzy with excitement, yet full of stable energy, we climbed the staircase to the roof terrace.

A sizzling summer view expanded beyond, forever.

Glinting and undulating with heat in the sunlight, rooftops became hills and lakes became playgrounds of platinum.

All possibilities became more possible.

The tune of expectation became reality.

Wrapped in red paper, decorated with a gold and silver ribbon, given in warm friendship and admiration.

Such gifts are rare treasures.

We remember them. The giver and recipient, both.

Times generously remembered.

Jumping off the ledge took a certain amount of bravery.

The first time was hardest.

After many splashes into that warm blue green water there was little hesitation.

The white sand gripped your wet feet like a welcome embrace.

Ginger and lemon were added to produce a clean taste and healthy eating.

Two restaurants served salads that even devoted meat eaters loved and looked forward to.

The one that gave smiles with their food was busiest.

It’s easy.