People everywhere, bright colours, fried food, keeping everybody happy. Bread pakora, real pakora, chai tea, chutney, naan… It wasn’t all South Asians, saw the Chinese and Caucasians coming out to celebrate. Traffic was horrid, but a gentleman in the area offered to let us park in front of his house (thanks dude!). Apparently, we were supposed to cover our heads as a sign of respect (a religious practice, I believe). It’s good to get out and play. Perhaps my opinion of the dark lands of Surrey is changed…
This was me by Wednesday:
Today, I’m going to nap and watch Matty Matheson cook:
Then I’ll be ready for next week.
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