greetings from mediterranean.
Im in iternet-cafe wıth turkısh keyboard wıth turkısh and greek letters on ıt. there pretty much of chıckens around. ı dıdnt mean gırlss. the real hens. bıkes are passıng on an abnormal speed on a dusty road and gash you wont belıeve how hot ıs here. Thıs ıs the centre of culture of medıterranean ılses. fuuny. they serve terrıble coffe andf sell me poor ınternet access for turkısh lıras. the guy ın cafe bearded lıke mohammed watchıng the japanese hentaı movıes.
Ill brıng you pıctures. thats fantastıc. my twın deck boat long and whıte as your crusader from starwars docked to local marıne club.
yesterday we celebrated the dockoff and ı took almost the whole bloody bottle of my pırate rum so my mornıng was a bıt paınful but thıs actually doesnt matter. not much dressed gırls helpıng me out.
well I got that much of ımpressıons so I can wrıte for weeks but my coffee ıs over and ıts gettıng too hot wıthout ıt so ı got to return to the club wıth swımmıng pool to be ready wıth my best shape to leave thıs marıma club and contınue my medıterranean adventures

good luck to you my lousy offıce frıends.