Dear Jesus Lover,
a good sleep and a greasy brunch later His Holiness is once again capable of rational thought and movement. Hangovers are stubborn and He chose a quiet spot to reflect on the last few days.
At Sydney harbour. He’s back!!!
He felt pensive because in a weird way He missed the Mexicans and couldn’t decide if those feelings were just a result of Stockholm Syndrome.
Watching the sun go down. He realised He doesn’t walk with fear. Every cloud does have a silver lining – new friends and a new hobby! He is determined to show the Mexicans a few new rope tying tricks next week.
Wheeze & SQueak