time

'Everyday is Saturday except for Sunday' is an expression that I have used since the trip started... that is, every day is the weekend and we have nothing in particular to do... Having lost all sense of time since early in the trip the only thing that seemed to mark the passing of any time at all was when it was time to cut our nails again. Then we would wonder how they could have gotten so long when no particular period of time had passed... In this case after our hike to the cave it was nice for Layli and Aja to get some girl attention. We went to a small shop and the girls looked thorough piles of magazines of pictures of painted nails. Having found ones they each liked, green with yellow flowers for Layli, Blue with butterflies for Aja , the lady looked at the picture and then painted the designs onto their nails.... it was brilliant to watch....I was more than impressed as I love practical art and art that you can wear.... so for $5.00 for Aja and $8.00 for Layli (who got matching green and yellow flowered toe-nails) we spent a delightful part of an hour..... Pablo Picasso said "Art is not the application of a set of rules about beauty but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any rules. When we love a woman we don’t start measuring her limbs". measuring limbs... no way... painting the ends of them... absolutely

Aja's comment: What I liked about having my nails done professionally is that when my dad cuts them he cuts them way too short with some snappy line about needing short nails to do judo.

picts at: http://www.flickr.com/photos/26080359@N08/sets/72157623391408003/