Monday, February 27, 2006

With the sea breeze in our fringes, and salt sea air in our every breath, it all begins with the customary cake-cutting..

Then pop goes the rose champagne, courtesy of, once again, our good man Junhao.. :p

Need I say more? And WL gets his birthday dance - sort of - finally. Speaking of which, I still cannot understand how an island trip could have incorporated an isolation / salsa / bachata practice session. In slippers and boardshorts, of all things!

The ladies, the gents, ie. the whole motley crew.
Happy twenty-first, WL!

