Carolina's Adventures in Singledom

On Friday evening I was invited to dinner with Bart and Oliver, Mirabel came too, I always get on with her so well at the salsa classes, she's from Argentina and she's fun. Lovely food, Bart had cooked a perfect rendang, I brought peanut sauce and key lime pie plus a bottle of El Grifo. I felt as if... Sign in to see full entry.

Well, here it was. My very last day on the island for a while. I had not wanted to contemplate it this week. I had not even had the heart to pack a single thing yet, because I did not really want to leave I guess. Not ready to give up my hard-fought, free, happy-go-lucky island life - and my... Sign in to see full entry.

More Romance A few days after that splendid night at the Cuba Club, I decided to take a chance. I sent Roman an invitation for a good glass of wine in my house, making sure I had a few hours to properly prepare myself as well as turn up the romance level of my normally rather practical apartment (a... Sign in to see full entry.

So far I had declined on any offers of proper nightlife. This week I decided it was time to change that and shed the old, tired, depleted me, starting with a fresh haircut. I was in luck: my funky hairdresser came from Rome and produced a very short, very fresh and very stylish haircut. An hour or... Sign in to see full entry.