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I like roses. They are my favorite along with hibiscus, Oriental lilies, orchids and jasmine.
So when he said: “Today we are going to the Botanical garden. There is an English garden too”
I said: “Great. Lets go”
The day was just slightly veiled by sporadic clouds. Gorgeous weather. We strolled along the many, winded green paths surrounded by bushes full of flowers and little signs telling the name and the origins of each plants. There were ponds where beautiful water lilies were lazily floating. Just like these ones.

And Gulliver was trying to catch a butterfly.

Then we arrived to the large area where tons of roses of different color and smell were all aligned in a circle. I went crazy taking pictures of them. I think i took a pics of any single shade of rose.
These are the ones i like the most.

Oh, and this beautiful hibiscus too…

And then he said: “Now to my favorite spot. The Japanese Garden”.

**Unique, these pictures are mostly for you because we were laughing thinking of your Japanese Garden photos… saying stuff like “She will be so jealous when she see these pictures”…lol……Again, guys, we had Soulcast in our mind even there…..;-D**

The scenery was just beautiful: thick bushes and shady, tall trees, street lanterns, Japanese trees, the sand garden with the stoned path for meditating, the waterfall. No koi fishes in the ponds, though.

Then….all of a sudden everything turned windy and grey.
In the matter of few minutes big black clouds gathered ominously upon our heads. We kept saying “Oh its coming, its coming”
But we just didn’t want go back.
That was our day at the Botanical Garden, dammit. No stupid storm was going to ruin our fun. We were the only ones left in the garden.
I said: “Water, trees, storm. Lightnings. This is no good”
He didn’t care at all: he was like a fish in the water (how apt….lol…). He likes this kind of electric manifestations of Mother Nature. Me? I am terrorized by lightnings..
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And then the rain started. Big, fat, heavy drops fell on our heads. We had no other choice than starting to walk fast and faster toward the exit.
We were quite distant though so when we finally arrived at our car we were completely, positively, amazingly, totally soaked.
My hair were dumped, his ponytail was dumped, my jeans soaked, his jeans soaked, his glasses all wet, my leather sandals had turned dark brown.
He looked at me and said ‘You could participate to a wet t-shirt contest, darling. And win it”

But it was just too fun. We couldn’t believe how soaked we got..
And then, with a grin on his face he said:
“So…uhmmm…….would you mind to go to some place, soaked up as we are? Or do you want change your clothes first?
“No way. Lets go now. But where?”
“I want to buy me a toy”
Can you guess what kind of toy was he talking about?
I was wide eyes open by the surprise, i have to admit….:-)

So we went to this shop and browsed along the aisle full of any sort of fun and interesting toys…..uhmm……toys in miniature and full size, toys of any size, color and shape, with batteries, without batteries, with strings and leather and plastic parts. Very fun place, indeed…….
Still didn’t get it?
At least could you guess this?
What do you think it happened when we went back to our room (with the brand new toy) to change our clothes?
I think you can guess this immediately.
Yes, i took a nice shower. That’s it…..
Wha??? What were you thinking?……;-P
Aren’t you a bunch of super smart people, you Scasters?