And then, suddenly a middle age english woman approach and start telling me a story about how was her first time in New York. How she, as a young girl had been welcomed in to the State and in to her new neighbourhood by a large casserole full of meat left by one of the neighbours.
Later, while everybody was running around, a young woman told me her about her vacation trip to Turkey and how it finish with a couple of bottles of turkish wine offered to her by the Hotel owner.
Do I have the face of a traveller and who's appreciate tasty food a good wine?! Or it is just on my head!
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