Sure, you meet friends like this wherever you travel, but some of the ones in Gwada I truly miss. Happily I took photos of them to remember them by. And now I want to share my memories with you, so here they are, some of the friends I met:
Tis guy we met the very first evening. Cool guy, but we wanted better companions so we never met him again after that.
We hung out many evenings with theese siblings, as they lived right next door from the hotel and they didn't demand a lot of money in order to come out and play. Maybe not the best of friends, but good enough.
This was an odd fellow. Met him in an restaurant and liked his name so we invited him to join us. That was before we realized that he was mixing it up with tequila, and some things just shouldn't be mixed so after a greeting we never heard from him again.
This was without a doubt the best friend we made on our trip to the islands. A local guy that had hardly ever even left the island. But what a guy. We hung out practically every night and had good old times. Him I miss most of all.
This little girl was another local one. She was pretty enough and decent company so we invited her a couple of evenings, but she didn't really leave much of a mark and was more of a hang-around than a real friend.
After realizing that it was unneccesary to meet the locals just a few at a time we got hold of a whole family of theese people. House and everything. They rode around with us on some of our excursions and made sure we enjoyed ourselves. Good guys and gals...
We even met a danish guy that had settled on the islands. He came around for a party but in the end we thought it was boring to hang around with people from scandinavia when we were in the carribbean so we parted ways soon after.
Well that was the gang, and what a gang... Just lucky that there are plenty of friends here at home to keep me from missing then too much!
/TSO
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