The forest, nature, the morning after the shale. Slowly pulling out of the tent, we begin to gather. Remains from yesterday’s table. Antonha is not involved in the process, sitting on the side, stuck in the tablet. A certain ancient site with dumb tricks and occasionally rolls out on our messy heads of another "pearl".
And then he said: Ha! Guess a country where pasta is eaten with bread, grape wine is snacked with grapes, and chicken is salted with chicken cubes)))
Max (watering tomato ketchup): Well what country is this?