Turtle dancing does a body good
Wound up my long friday evening of massaging bodies at Turtletown.
I shook all the kinks out(well, maybe not quite ALL of them-being such a kinky girl) on the dance floor amidst the spectacular, wild, warm, loving, sexy, hilarious flying turtles.
Then we all snuggled up for strawberries, chocolate and even an improv sinking ship(true story!) theatre act!
Twas the perfect end to a less than perfect week.
We shared freaky vomit stories and talked heart-wrenching buddhism ’til the wee hours.
Life is good-even when it sucks.