Reading about Tunisia, then seeing this, I remembered a danish song written in Tunisian waters 1925. "The lonesome sailor" is missing his girlfriend back home:Here I sail in the burning sunand the sultry tropical wind,while the rose of chill is blooming sweetly, my girl, on your cheek.Så sejler man i solens glødog lummer tropevind,mens kuldens rose blomstrer sød,min pige, på din kind.
Catching up over a bike ride, what a good idea? This inspires me to catch up with few of my friends who are also avid bike riders like me.
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