My first entry here will be about a laugh we had during our vacation on Lesbos this year.
As may be known, we went this with a group of very good friends to Lesbos. We had a wonderful time there.
One day we made a very nice walk to the east of the town of Petra. The small roads would take us up into the hills.
On a certain moment we noticed an old and abandoned car aside the road…
(Click on the image to zoom in)
We were making all kind of silly jokes about that car as “Well, that one will not go very far anymore” and “Who needs a cheap car?”. Richard was even claiming that the car was even not in a real bad shape and that he was convinced he would be able to get it riding again (and I am sure he can, after all it is his job! For those who don’t know, Richard is my boyfriend).
Then Miranda, who has been clearly with her mind somewhere else, turned towards the very dirty car and pointed at the “drawings” that were made in the dirt on the windows. Making remarks about not too clever Dutch people with the need to write things on the windows of cars and such.
I was standing with my back in the direction of Miranda, listening to her comments, with the dirt of the car window on my forefinger. I slowly turned in the direction of Miranda, showing the dirt of my forefinger clearly, asking her what she said there…
As Miranda knows me rather well, she looked at me and warned me to hold back!
Too late! I jumped towards her and flicked my forefinger quickly over her noise, leaving a nice trace of the dirt there.
With a very well-played angry voice Miranda set she would get me. This all leaded of a nice chasing me by Miranda around that old car.
The others were laughing loud, especially Rob who was almost rolling from laughing on the ground.
When finally Miranda “caught” me, it resulted in a friendly hug and telling me that I am a naughty brat, but a lovely sweet naughty brat, which was loudly agreed on by Richard (I will get even with him.. 
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It are small events like these that make life so worth living!
(ps. Thank you Rob for allowing me to use the photo of that old car!)
Yes, I remember that very well.
I was really dying from laughing when Miranda chased you around that car. Was absolutely a sight to see :-)
These kind of moments make a vacation special. We had many good laughs and you never can have too many good laughs.
Just this week I passed the location where that old car is dumped (I was on my way to Petri). Your “writings” are still very clear readable, Marissa
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