I was desperate for a moment a lightness after a somber past month: HIV/AIDS trip, Virginia Tech massacre, alleged attempted assassination of the Malagasy president and low-blow attacks in the French presidential debate.....
The moment of relief came when my dad and my sister decided to attend a custom party in St-Marteen. My dad channeled his inner Rastafari and my sister went as a Persian belly-dancer. Here are the "before and after" pictures of them.
Priceless, no ?
If Sarkozy wins the French election, I wonder whether they will ever let them enter (metropolitan ) France ever again.... :D. Oh well, the laughs were well worth it. :D
OK, one more picture for the road. Check out the flip-flop and the Walers shirt :). Nice tribute to Bob, dad !
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