Hellooooo, this is Froggie, or Kodaiko, 3 years and 8(8 + 8 + 1) + 7 days old.  Sorry for having been off the track, because we punk family have been unusually active these days!  Now I'm back to our Vegas trip story.  I have to write it down while my memory is still fruity!

=SATURDAY, JULY 14=


After battling against the tempting Green Elvis costume, we had a punk dinner at a casual French restaurant in Paris.



In the refreshing summer breeze, I enjoyed myself with the cocktail "The Paris Romance," thinking about my past love with Raisin Lady...  Yeaa...  It's over.  Please don't ask me about this anymore.  I'm moving on and getting over.  I'm a prince of wishful thinking.  



Then we went to a cute patisserie in Paris for dessert.  This is Uncle Vikram's favorite place.  Yea, it was punk.  We got another piece of strawberry cake for Mom, and headed back for the hotel.

...Then Uncle Calvin went off to Monte Carlo for gambling.  We family were too supposed to do some fun activities.  BUT, Grandmah fell asleep because of too much wine at the dinner!!!  How dare she.  Mom, Dad, and Washuwashu also got tired.  How dare they.  So, Grandpah and I ended up talking together.  I told him briefly about my past love.  He understood me, and said I should get over.  Yea...

For the record, Uncle Calvin came back to the hotel at 5am.  Wow.

As sweet as first love, as bitter as past love.  FG's fruits.

To be continued...

Fruitily,
-FG