Maaji 2013: Seaside Reverie. I closed my eyes and laid on the sand, under the warmth of the sun. Magnetized by the songs of the shells and the waltz of the waves I was lulled to sleep. A dream of a magical port where ships dock full of colorful fantasies. Fabulous characters as crew members sail out in their small bateaus full of dreams and desires. Dancing with the cats and the lobsters all the chants of summer that are imposed by the rhythm of the Mediterranean breeze. We had a feast where we ate marzipan seashells and cotton ball milkshakes. We swam until our petticoats of Chantilly vanished in the water and walked on a vast beach of white sugar sand. Finally getting to my marvelous beach cabana were I sat in my rocket chair. Buzzing teaspoons fly by advising that the best is about to come, everyone cruises back to the port for the apogee of this whimsical feast. An enchanting blizzard of swirling bow and leaping toucans pass by... In the distance a huge blast of casting anchors announce the never-ending stay of our fanciful guests in this magical Seaside Reverie.
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