So firstly I must apologies for pulling a Houdini the past couple of days but alas this little tart needed some R & R and by that I don't mean Red Bull and Rum but the good old rest and recoup story. I had literally burnt my tarty ass at both ends of my non-existent yet ever present candle.
As I do when I need said R & R, I retreated to Cape Town. This in itself is an absolute irony and a slight oxymoron but nonetheless there is something about being by the sea that feeds my soul. Something every tart needs, especially when you live and breathe the rat race for a living! Of course this is where I should probably tell you that the said R & R never really happened except for the 16 hours of sleep I managed to get on Sunday. But I suppose in my own non-alcoholically challenged way my liver (and my soul.. yes yes very important) got some of the rest it has been begging me for lately. Although I probably shouldn't have drunk so many Tequilas or Voddies and Red Bull but I still believe that these active ingredients played a vital role in this tart having a successful catch up session...
... And by this I mean pass out drunk and sleep for 16 hours!
Viva la Town that is la Cape!
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