Someone told me that I should update my blog more often. Gah, as if I dunno. Only problem being that I never know what to write about. So if I bore you like hell just blame Blu. Oops, sorry hunnie :wink:

I know that the title sounds promising, but I won't embarrass myself further than I already did with my infamous steamy posts at Consequences :oops: But hey, just don't despair, I'll do it soon since apparently I got to update. Meh.

These are Saint Peter (left village in the picture) and Saint John (right village in the picture) both at the entrance of the Pasajes Harbour. Always rivals in everything, especially in sports. You can have a 20 minutes drive from one to the other, or you can take the boat who unites them both in one minute, one and a half maximum.

So here it goes the story. Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl who lived in St. Peter and a gorgeous guy who lived in St. John. Both met at one festival and as they were flirting it started to rain, so the guy kindly asked the girl to hold her umbrella for her. Pffffffft, I know :P So, she was fascinated with the beau's manners and they started dating.

They guy was nuts for the girl. He brought her to the movies, to dances, to fairs...the girl always had cold hands, above all in winter, and he used to buy her chestnuts so she could keep them in her pockets and warm her hands :)

He always spent all his money in taking the girl out and having fun and warming her hands, and always came back home penniless and late. That wouldn't be that bad if he hadn't had to pay for the boat that unites both St. Peter and St. John. And even worse since he was usually late and the boat wasn't working. So, the only available way for him to cross from the girl's village to his village was swimming. It takes like 5 minutes, not bad, no need to be fit. But there were plenty of people in the street and the poor teenager had to get naked not to arrive home all soaking.

He used to look right, then left, right, then left and get naked. Then he tied up his clothes on top of his head with his shoelaces, but he was so nervous that he always dived headfirst :lol: Ahahahahaha, all the embarrassment for nothing. Poor dad, the things he did for my mum.