Rafiki

Friend.

This is me, according to a random sketcher hanging around on the fringes of a beach bar I visited. Enterprising more than accurate, with the lips the only similarity, after he’d caught my eye and started flamboyantly drawing in the sand, he knew I was going to hand over a small bit of dosh in return for whatever. Especially after he signed the bottom of the page rafiki.

A pleasant impromptu evening sipping on an apple malt drink and enjoying some great music here on Coco Beach.