Big Tree Beach restaurant and lodge. 3 kilometers away (in beach distance) from the hotel where I stay.
Just the place to be for a pizza lunch and a Tusker Malt or two….in the shade. Under a coconut tree. Looking at the Indian Ocean. And looking at people.
Just ten minutes ago the place was empty and now its filling up.
With couples. Mixed couples.
There are dress codes in this place. Quite an upclass venue….
The men’s dress code in this place is a washed off tank top. With German or English writings and flags. They cover up pot belly’s in different sizes of inflation. The matching pants are the ¾ type. Going down to hairy ankles with feet at the end that walk in slippers. Billabong fashion. The ladies are dressed in tight tops. The type that clings around the body as T-shirts during a wet T-shirt contest. Not hiding anything really. They go well with the various jeans or kikoy skirts of minimal length and high heel shoes. Many of them red. Not easy to walk in the sand by the way. The ladies seem to know each other as they greet and giggle a lot amongst themselves. The potbellies are just ordering beer and smoking cigarettes.
Its nice to see different cultures mix. Its good to learn foreign languages.Wait I just noticed something !
The pot bellies are of an average age of 60 and above. Or at least they look like it.
The ladies are barely 20. Some even look 16.
There must be an adoption agency nearby and this is the interview room !
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