While enjoying the Coromandel, I met Simon at a hippie festival. A bunch of friends spent the day together and I'm smiling because the dodgy train built by an artistic millionaire that took us up to the great view... didn't kill us. I thought Simon was dreamy, soft spoken and sometimes hard to understand, but so cool. The night before we danced under a huge tent to live funk music. He danced me-twirling, teaching, leading and giving me the butterflies. *sigh*
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