We went to a bazaar, worked on work, ate dinner at a western cafe known as the Obama Bar & Grill (We seriously could never make this stuff up. Truth is stranger than fiction. . . But I seriously wonder if Obama knows it exists), and piled into a taxi. Plus I got to see you sweat your pores out from eating severely spicy Chinese food.
You are so funnies.
What a full day we have had, and yet it has been so relaxing. I credit that to my bag finally showing up today. Its like a a soothing aftershave, nice calming and balmy. But thanks for not being an ugly American tourist. And for being the kind of guy that likes random public transit as much as I do.
I love you,
Your New Wife.
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