Day two, the other half. We were happy, satisfied, hot and tired, but there was still one more thing to do. Introduce the German to some of the girls. These amazing women and I have been friends since “little” school days. The distance has not changed our friendship and we still get together every year despite me living in Europe. Just us girls. I simply love them to bits! So of course it was very important that they meet the man now in my life. We chose a restaurant right next to the Zoo lake where everything was African: cuisine, music and ambience. The wine and cocktails were yummy too…hic. Sitting under a huge hut with the sun on your back, it was loud, funny and crazy. Forget about hushed conversations and quiet meals, especially when us girls get together. Quite normal. Despite being the only man amongst NINE women, including his then future mother-in-law, 👀 OOPS! he took everything in his stride. A speciality of this restaurant are their face painting ceremonies. At first he did not know what to expect, so he kindly refused when the painter approached him. Then NINE loud “it-is-not-so-bad” voices echoed in his ears, so he gave up, wiped his brow and let the man paint  😓 As you can see, the result was not so bad, footprints with a shield…but the relieved smile on his face was the most beautiful…or was it because there were so many girls around him…

…to offer him some support, we all had our faces painted too…and this is mine…daisies.