Bryce's Review of Simbavati

Here's Bryce's TripAdvisor review of Simbavati Lodge:

Overall my stay at Simbavati was great. You wake up early in the morning, get dressed, head to the breakfast area, have hot chocolate and biscuits, get a hot water bottle, and head out in a jeep. You see great animals and come back at 7:45 where you're greeted by some friendly staff and given a warm mini towel. When you're done with the towel a staff member collects it and you head down for a hearty yet delicous breakfast with toast, bacon, jelly, cereal, fruit, and best yet, a crepe stand where you can order crepes. After that you can sit on the deck and look for warthogs, hippos, kudu, guinea fowl, and other animals. You have some down time and then can enjoy hanging with friends and other activities. My two favorite moments were the welcoming and when the staff sang me a birthday song. When you come to Simbavati you're greeted by the staff and given a warm towel that smells of vanilla and a delicous sweet drink. After a while or when everybody is there, a staff member will anounce the schedule for the days you'll be there. On our last night there the whole staff came in and sang me a wonderfull birthday song. Overall, Simbavati is a wonderful place and I'd highly reccomend anybody to go there.

New York City

We spent a day in New York on our way to South Africa. Sue ran all the logistics, and this was the best way to break up our trip from San Francisco.  And besides, New York is cool!

We did some exploring, checking out the Lego store, Nintendo Pokemon world, and a few other shops to get the feel for NYC. Bryce in particular really liked the energy, but he was disappointed hat there weren't more expensive cars on the roadway.  We found ourselves in Times Square on consecutive nights, basking in the glow of super-large TVs everywhere, and just checking out the people.

Bryce in Times Square

We had just one full day in NYC, and it happened to be the 4th of July.  Bryce and I were game to check out the fireworks, but the crowd-averse girls tried to watch from the hotel room instead. There were so many people trying to watch fireworks that we didn't get a great view, but we still had an awesome show behind some low lying buildings with thousands of other people.

Here's Bryce's story about the Lego and Nintendo store:


“LEGO!!!” I screamed as I ran up to a huge Lego sign that was made out of, well duh, Legos. “ Take a picture daddy! Take a picture!” I screamed. “Alright, Alright” he said as he snapped a picture of me smiling as cheesily as the actors on dental commercials. “Wowzass!!!” I squealed. “ This place is NUTSO!!!!” “Can we go in daddy” asked Laurel. “Yes” He sighed. I raced inside and almost went around the revolving doors twice! “Hey hey hey! Said an employee. Here’s a, free, issue of the Yoda chronicles!” I looked around. “Wow!” said laurel. “Look they’ve got museum sized paintings made out of Lego bricks,” I said. Laurel squealed. “And they even have a guy holding up a Lego globe! And there’s a Lego apple! And a dragon! And and, and…” “A lot of cool stuff” I added. “Oh my gosh there’s a Lego diorama of the square this building is located in” I said. “ Whoa, when did Darth Vader dance with princess Lea,” said Laurel pointing at two star wars figurines dancing in the middle of the square. “Kids, can we go now,” said dad. “Okay dokay, to the Pokémon store!” I said. Laurel and I raced out of the building at light speed and headed to the Pokémon store. “O.M.G” We said. We then raced into the building. Laurel immediately ran to the Poké dolls while I headed to a DS with Pokémon White 2 inserted. “This is awesome,” I said while playing it. I glanced over to the section Laurel was in. She was going ko-ko for cocoa puffs and kissing Poké dolls. I put down the DS and headed to the figurine section. I jumped up and then ran to the T-Shirt rack. “OMG they got a Raikou Tee!” I put it down and headed to the doll area. I freezed midway. “OMG they got a Woobat doll!!!” Woobat was my favorite Pokémon. He was a Pokémon inspired by the heart nosed bat. “OMG he’s even soft!!!!!” I squealed. After that I did a little racing on a Wii upstairs. After that we went home. New York. Typical. Plan your next vacation in NY today.

Bryce's Favorite places of Europe

My favorite places were London and Valencia. London was terrific because it has a great step free transport system leading to every amazing place that London has in store. London is also very lovable because you can easily settle down into an amazing cafe and enjoy one of their amazing meals to offer. And did I mention that the British are really friendly. The only thing is London's weather can't be relied on judging by the fact that you always need a raincoat, umbrella, and a spare umbrella. Also, the prices in London are gonna take a bit of bargaining.  


Valencia scored number two on my hit list because it's incredibly flat so easy come easy go, no uphills. Great weather gives Valencia an edge on getting to the tops, and if you overheat, no problem, go to Aqualandia or Mundo Mar right next to each other in a bustling city called Benidorm. The local vendors sell great fruit cause an apple a day, keeps the doctor away (Ew, Laurel just puked). Only thing is that getting a fine dine in Valencia will be especially tricky, so you'll probably cook at home a lot. The fruit you buy from the vendors can't always be trusted cause every piece of fruit you buy is never organic.

Thank you for reading my last blog post on this adventure and stay tuned for the next posts.

Dinner at Bloom

by Bryce

For dinner today my family went to Bloom, a small, appetizing restaurant. I was one hundred percent sure that Laurel and Daddy didn't know what they where in for. We got seated by a tall, friendly waiter, who brought us to a booth seat, or so I called it. I looked at their menu and in an instant my eye could not move from these three words. Soon the waiter came and I ordered what was so easy on the eyes for me. Fish and chips. Why did I order that? You see, there was not that much Fish on it, so perfect for a near vegetarian like me.

 

Kid's fish and chips from Bloom

 Also, the fries looked treacherous. My fish and chips quickly arrived, yet I still had to ask for tartar sauce. My tongue had just touched the french fry and then all I tasted was pure flavor. The tartar sauce arrived as I picked up a crispy cod and dipped it into the tartar sauce. A fiesta of flavor slid down my mouth and into my tummy. I picked up another greedily and started the party all over again. After a delicious meal came my apple pie with ice cream and Laurel's homemade chocolate cake. I took a huge bite of pie and gasped. It was amazing! I quickly snapped back to my senses and fended Dad off with my fork. I stole a huge bite off Dad's fork as a kick of exotic flavor hit my tongue again. After watching a bunch of artists on TV like Paul McCartney, Kylie Monougue, and even Will.I.Am, and also hearing songs like: "Can't Get You out of my Head", "Diamonds are Forever", "Superstition", and "Live and Let Die" (which is still my favorite), we finally left a tip and headed home.

Art Blogging - Barcelona Car Edition

Bryce drew this picture of a Citroen C1 last night at dinner.  It captures a lot of the transportation scene in Barcelona.

Minecraft inspiration: Barcelona Architechture.

In our free time, me and Laurel have been addicted to a game called Minecraft (It's super fun!). Laurel has just come up with one of her new inspiration sources- nature- while I got another one: Barcelona's architecture. In Minecraft, to me, architecture is a critical thing. That includes houses, buildings, fitness centers, shopping malls (believe it or not, I built those all!), and even fountains (built that too!)! My newest building, called the Jenga building, (you guessed it), looks like a ready-to-be-played Jenga set. My plan for the Jenga building is:

-to have it six stories tall, so it nearly matches my seven story mansion (or wait.... isn't it eight?)
-to make it used as a "Chillax" building, so I might put a sign on top that says 'Chiller'.
-To have a balcony on at least one floor and to have a "Jenga" part, so it looks like the top is collapsing.

That's all. I've also come up with a building inspired by Antoni Gaudi. I saw how the roof was really complicated on a house, and I used that as a base for my building's (called the Wave building) roof.

My wave building is on the far right, and my bell tower is the black-and-white tower next to it

   I've also made a bell tower, and behind it is the wave building's lookout tower (in beige). Just used for a nice view. The bell tower has three areas. One is for the bell ringer, another for looking upon the city, and the third for looking out above the tallest buildings. It reaches the limit height you can build. Some people think I've got great interior design taste, so look at my video tour of what I've done.

=====video coming soon=====

Take a ciao!

Bryce

Bryce and Bill Biking Barcelona

Over the last few days, it became apparent that Bryce needed some real exercise.  The streets and metro became an urban parcour for him, yet there were too many people for him to really move his body without bumping into a passerby or a family member. Plus, since we've been together as a family 24/7 for most of the last seven weeks, a little separation isn't a bad thing.  And Bryce has been bugging to ride bikes. So Friday's plan was for me to rent bikes, and take Bryce on a journey through town.

Barcelona has a bike rental service similar to Sevilla, but since this was going to be just for a day, we went to a local Dutch-style bike rental place and got two cruisers, perfectly sized, with locks.  We started from the shop off of Las Ramblas - the busy pedestrian walkway in the center of town - and from there cruised for 2 1/2 hours.  We visited all the city beaches, then went up into town, down to Parque de Cuitadella, then back along the waterfront.  We stopped along the way at various playgrounds and other scenic spots too.

 

Bryce testing out a revolving dish at one of the playgrounds

At the fountain in Parque de Cuitadella

Cruising on the Diagonal

Biking is a great way to really see the town.  The highlight for Bryce was discovering some cool buildings, including two from an architectural design book he bought in Madrid.  Barcelona seems to be one city that truly celebrates its architects, and as such the city planners are willing to approve projects that would be deemed too risque in other parts of the world.  Hopefully being here will inspire Bryce to continue pursuing his passion in design.

Mundo Mar, Dolphin Encounter

by Bryce

Today was an awesome day at Benidorm's Mundo Mar, but from mom's point of view, it was more like "I'm not swimming with the dolphins, the water will be to cold!". After a long ride to the amazing Mundo Mar, it looked like there were plenty of things to do there. The place looked amazing at the start. I looked inside the ticket building and bang! The words were flashing before my eyes: TRIP ADVISER CERTIFICATE OF EXCELLENCE! I could not believe that I saw this. "Pasar" said the ticket lady. I thought to myself, "OH MY GOD, this place looks awesome".

Three seconds after we got there, a lady said "do you want a picture with a lemur?" I said, "Claro que si" even before I thought it. The lady brought me into a lemur cage packed with lemurs and screaming preschoolers. All of the sudden a lemur flew on my shoulder. Cold small hands gripped my shoulder as I laughed uncontrollably. I sat down as a women snapped my picture and told me to pick it up at the ticket office at the end of the day.

After a long time of getting pictures done with animals, making a friend or two, eating, and watching shows at the theaters, we finally headed to the place we really came here for: The delightful Dolphinarium. We were quickly greeted by a Spanish woman with a very good English vocabulary. She asked if we're going to swim with the Dolphins, and after our tickets were taken, we were on our way to Mundo Mar's Dolpinarium. First, we were taken to a changing station. I was quickly equipped with a shiny wetsuit. After waiting for the trainers to get the dolphins ready we hurried to get a chance to swim with them. Next, we were welcomed by a trainer named Pedro who was in the dolphin show with his group of dolphins, Frera and Jaunito. He explained all about the dolphins, but all I could hear was me gnawing at my rugged nails while my teeth chattered with nervousness and excitement. All the sudden we walked in a tank with two dolphins splashing happily in the water. Pedro introduced us to the two dolphins, Frera and Camino. Finally, he asked me to get in the water. Immediately a dolphin swam up to me and I was asked to get in a pose. The dolphin kissed me on the cheek as I laughed because of all the excitement pumping through my blood. After I got a picture holding Frera's fins and everybody else got their pictures we finally got to pet the dolphins. Camino whizzed by me as I extended my arms. Once I touched her everything went into slow motion. I pushed my left arm farther over her body. She felt like heated silk. Finally, I snapped back to my senses as Camino gained speed in the double dolphin whirlpool. Pedro whistled the dolphins back as he told us that we're going to play with the dolphins. First, he showed us how to make them sing by moving his fingers. After that two random people were used as volunteers for the log trick. Pedro whistled something to the dolphins as they swam away and in two swift moves jumped over the two people. I was asked to be the next volunteer for the log trick. I lay as still as a Medusa victim, or in other words, a log. In a moment two dolphins swiftly leapt over me and for a while all I remembered was saltwater stinging me from all angles and and two athletic dolphin bodies sailing over me. After that I learned how to make dolphins twirl. Once I got out of the pool I was given with a new Mundo Mar towel. After the encounter, I was so thrilled that I wanted to do everything again.   

Cooking with the Rachitas

by Bryce

Cooking with the Rachitas in Riad O2

Sigh, it's our last day in Morocco. So sad. At least we cooked with the Rachitas. It was fun. We first started by watching one Rachita put ginger, lemon, and some other spices into Laurels' pork tagine. It was a bit surprising because she actually put lemon rinds in the dish. Laurel couldn't believe it. After that I asked (with a little help from my Dad cause he's the French master) if I could help one of the Rachitas cut the fruit for the dessert. It was a yes and I helped the Rachita. I had a great time using a whole darn melon on a game I called "melon wars".  This was where you tried to stuff a bigger piece of melon into your mouth than the other person. The game lasted forever.  To bad Mom and Dad weren't there to compete. After that Laurel and I set to work snapping the greenest beans you'll ever see. Our beans where easy to tell apart. Mine were snapped very close to the end and Laurels' were snapped closer to the middle. Laurel advised me to stay away when they were gonna do things to the chicken legs in the bowl since I was almost a vegetarian I followed her advise. Afterwards, Laurel showed me the disgusting chicken guts. I went back inside and was treated to a whole bowl of strawberries and sugar. That night we had a huge feast of exotic beans (I'm not sure how the Rachitas got Laurel to eat one), fruit, bread, and mint tea. I slept great except for the fact that my stomach was growling cause it wanted Rachitas outstanding breakfast so much. In the morning we where served a great breakfast on the huge balcony of our over sized suite. We left our Riad saying things like "Au Revior!" or "Ciao!".  We bought some final souvenirs at the Marrakesh airport and prepared to say good bye to Morocco and hello to Spain!         

stay tuned for Bryce's next article, Spanish style

Bryce's Photo Essay on our Riad

Bryce did a photo essay on our riad here in Marrakesh, complete with commentary.  These were originally a series of emails Bryce sent his friend Matt, but it works well as a blog post too.  Some of the captions are priceless:

 Our balcony. Note the outdoor shower.

 

Massagers will probably massage us under that tarp thing.

 

Niccccce

 

They served us good Moroccan food here last night. The cook stuffed us.
Right now I'm on our couch regurgitating the lettuce.

Our kitchen

Another dining table. Had champagne here last night to celebrate landing in Marrakech, Morocco,   Africa.

Down these stairs you'll find a great living / dining room.

 

 

Dining room area

 

 

Niccce

Nice one. These guys have to email me their interior designers contacts.
 

My room. Laurel trashed it with her stuff. Pick up your clothes and belongings laurel!

Now they really have to do a lot of things. One, email me their interior designers contacts and two, tell me how'd they get this much room in a hotel. Wow

Flamenco

The last two days have been Flamenco themed.  Yesterday, we saw a Flamenco show in a cabaret, which in spite of being two hours long was really good, and held both kid's attention. Laurel seemed particularly enthralled with the dancing, music, and dress.  Today, we visited the Flamenco Museum in Sevilla, which was really well done.  They has a lot of videos showing the different styles, including some classic video footage, some costumes on display, and a good interactive exhibit showing the different styles and explaining the different components of how to properly Flamenco dance.

I've watched Laurel try to imitate some of the Flamenco hand movements while she is walking down the street, and I was inspired to try to incorporate some of the postures and hand movements into my poi spinning.

Bryce made this drawing from last night's Flamenco show:

Pigeons in Parque de Maria Luisa

We took this video of pigeons attacking us in Parque de Maria  Luisa. 

Go karts at Isla Magica

by Bryce

I'd recommend wearing shorts at Isla Magica's circuit kart station for three reasons. The first one, the kart gets hotter as you race, and that means at the final lap you'll be sweating faster than you can say Jack Robinson. Reason number two, Seville's hot sun will make you burn after those 15 laps so make sure to drink a lot of ice water after burning a bit of rubber. Last but not least, if you're like me you'll be burning your wheels in no time so make sure to sit back, relax, and watch me do pretty good on my 4th time kart racing ever.

Well, it was pretty fun on those single man go-karts but I know you're dying to hear what it was like so I'll tell you guys. First, I walked around the park a bit and went on rides like a log flume ride called the Anaconda and then a pirate ride where you squirt people with water cannons. I had some really good shots on that ride. First of all, I hit all the targets and all the human targets (mostly in the face)! I only got hit once when a whole boat ganged up on me.

Then I saw that glorious sign. Oh, that great huge glorious sign: Go-karts!  My face clearly expressed where I wanted to go. "Anaconda, here we come!" said Dad. My eyes turned as huge as dinner plates. I sniffled a bit, made my eyes watery, and stepped up to Dad. "Why can't we go to the go-kart station?" I said in a low small voice.  "I've only done it twice in my life".  Dad tried to hold back but I knew he couldn't resist letting his son miss something this big. "Alright", he said. Glad I won, I dashed to the go-cart station with 10 euros for my ticket while the rest of the family was choking on my kicked up dust. "Uno taquilla para mi por favor,". "Cuantos años tienes" asked the attendant. "Diez," I answered solemnly. He opened a gate so I could get in my helmet and then my go-cart. After a while the whole family (except for Mom) was looking at the starting flag and hearing the "Tres! Dos! Uno! Sero!" Mom's camera started up and soon we were burning a lot of rubber. Laurel took a small, slow, inside turn as I quickly passed her by taking a fast middle turn. Dad passed her on the straightway as I slowed down a bit to take the hardest turn of the track. I heard a tiny creak and thought that I must have turned too sharply. Back to the race, I thought. Dad sped around the turn as I went on the straightaway. What? How did he accelerate on that turn if I wasn't at top speed and I took it wider than him?  Better control?! That's unfair! He went ahead of me not at top speed while I was at top speed.  Soon the race ended. Dad was first, I was second, and poor Laurel, who we lapped three times, came in third. I raced another guy after that and nearly won but he had a grown up car so I came in second. Here's the video of my second lap down below. Ciao!     




stay tuned for Bryce's next article.

Reina Sofia

Once again, we got a really late start.  But it's not really phasing us so much, since all the daytime businesses are open until 8 PM.  Today, we moseyed out around 3 PM to the Reina Sofia, one of the other must-see museums in Madrid.

In the Glass Elevator at the Reina Sophia

The Reina Sofia's claim-to-fame is a great collection of Picassos, including the famous Guernica painting. Guernica was painted in the time leading up to World War II, during the Spanish Civil War.  it depicts the bombing of the city of Guernica by the Nationalistas - the eventual winners of the war and the party of Franco. It's a huge mural in black and white, and it was banned from Spain while Franco was in power. It's also powerful, and in spite of the cubist style, it really showcases the horrors of war.  It may be the most important art piece in all of Spain.

World War II is a constant theme in the Reina Sofia.  Especially cool were some of the war propaganda posters on display.  I suggested to the kids that they make their own propaganda posters, and here's what they came up with:

Bryce thinks he needs more time playing on the iPad

Laurel just wants something to protest. Note the bloody knife.

The museum had some famous Dali paintings as well. including the one called the Great Master Baiter.  Fortunately, the kids didn't ask too many questions.

A 2nd day with Dana

by Bryce

Well....... here is our 2nd day with Dana....... pronounced Day-na and I know that this time we'll be busy. "Today we'll go to Chagall exhibit" says Dana in a loud, proud voice. No nude people please, I thought while making my face expressionless so no one suspected a thing. Dana, Laurel, and I silently sped across the rough cobblestone one way streets of Madrid to the near metro station called Tribunal. "Warmth!" we all yelled once we were deep underground on the speeding metro train going at a countless number of mph. The metro car took a sharp turn sideways, almost throwing me into Dana but Dana was thrown back too. Lucky Laurel. She was on a seat so her head just tilted back slightly. After a long time of being thrown back by metro cars we finally reached the Atocha station. "Cold!"we all yelled and raced to the Chagall exhibit. Dana and Laurel easily fell behind as I sped across the sidewalk saying things like "pardon' or "cuidado". I finished at the museum in no time while I could hear the girls shouts like "wait up!" or "come back". I waited for a long time for the girls to come, Then we walked into the museum and Dana gave us a shading lesson. The painter Marc Chagall had a wild imagination. Turns out there was many naked people, which was freaky enough for me to flip out. We left the museum saying"Cold" and went into the metro station screaming "Warmth" and got pushed around cars until we reached Tribunal and once we got out of Tribunal we screamed "Cold" and so on and that was the great 2nd day with Dana.   

Shopping at Spain's H&M

by Bryce

Our clothes shopping day was full of those moments that you could only find at Spain's crazy capital in one of the nearest overflowing H&M's. Our day started normally with me thinking, wake up, get up, eat up, dress up, and once I heard about the shopping adventure, I thought , the day is looking up. As normal, the whole darn family geared up except Dad, who said that he wanted a work day, but I thought he needed some quiet time without some crazy distraction like "Look what I made on Minecraft!". That's the new video game Laurel and I are obsessed with. Back to the subject. So we ran hectically across the apartment saying things like "Where are my clothes?" or "Someone knocked my contacts over!". After the chaos we trotted out the door saying our farewells to Daddy. We waited a LONNNNNNG time for our elevator to come to the 4th floor and then a LONNNNNNG time for it to go to the bottom floor...... which was incredibly annoying ( or maybe I'm impatient with elevators....... I don't know). Then we walked a LONNNNNNG way to all these clothing stores where practically everything in the boys section was too small and everything in the mens area was too big to fit on me. Finally we found a great place to buy new clothes called H&M. Laurel and I zoomed ahead, glad that we found a clothing store that finally thought about our sizes. It took a while for me to get in my comfort zone and find the right outfits. After that we had to find the nearest fitting rooms, or probadores, as the Spaniards call it. A woman said that there were "probadores" upstairs. Just to make sure, we asked someone else the same question. Relieved that we didn't have to go upstairs, we walked past the check-out counter and to the probadores. After making sure the clothes fit just right we bought them and headed to Starbucks. We took Spain's great Metro home after finishing two scrumptious muffins and a chai tea latte. On my way home I tore through my tags like they were butter as I knew that I wanted to wear this new hat pronto. Dad freaked once we slammed our rental homes door saying "You shopped for four hours!". We looked at each other for some silent seconds..... then laughed.

Stay tuned for Bryce's next article.

El Prado

                                 Bryce and Laurel doing the Prado Roll outside the museum

by Bryce

El Prado is the best museum for true detailed art and I would be there right now if I were you! My visit to the Prado was exhilarating and if you're planning on going there I hope yours is to! Before we went to El Prado, my family and I geared up to go cause it was a LONG way till we'd reach El Prado (or maybe my legs were aching). when we reached El Prado I dashed ahead leaving everybody with their jaw dropped looking at my trail of dust. I waited for a long time at the entrance until my family caught up. We went through the ginormous entrance and into a huge place that was well decorated and flooded with people. We walked slowly to the coat hanging place, examining every tiny detail of this amazing place. My family and I gave our coats and backpacks to a lady behind a desk who handed it to another lady who then put the coats on a mechanical hanger contraption used at the dry cleaners and then put the backpack in a small white cubby. We then rented audio tour things and started our tour tour! Laurel and I had kid audio tours meanwhile the rest of the family had audio tours for adults. We saw many different works of art. Fransisco De Goya loved painting battle scenes and nude woman. His canvas's were the walls of his house. David Velasquez had bright, cheery paintings. The king got painted by nobody else. There was this unbelievably majestic painting called The Garden Of Dreamy Delights (ed: El Bosco's Garden of earthly Delights).  I enjoyed my trip to El Prado and will miss it when I'm at San Francisco.

Art Blogging - City Tour

Bryce made this drawing of the city bus, going past one of the arches we saw on our tour today. Note the advertisements on the side of the bus.

Art Blogging - The Armory from Palacio Real

Bryce and Laurel drew these pictures after our afternoon at the Royal Palace and Armory - inspired by the coat of arms for people and horses.

 Bryce's drawing

Laurel's Drawing

Chocolate Drinks

Today we had the best chocolate drinks ever at the San Miguel market in Spain (I don't know why they call it that). At first, Laurel and I wanted to take the metro home, but mom and dad wanted to explore. Laurel and I soon gave up hopelessly and explored with our parents. After a while we went into a huge, nice , market with all these delicious smells wafting through the air. Dad fell in love with the ham but Laurel and I still walked down the dirty path of the market. We saw a stand with a huge line before it. The smells pouring out of the chocolate stand were more than treacherous. Rich chocolate dreamy scents came from every drink made at the stand.We got in a long, long, line that seemed to stretch for miles just to get one of the heavenly drinks that came from the stand. In a couple of minutes we were greeted by a young, Spanish woman who asked us what drink we wanted. "Una Blanca chocolate para mi porfavor" I said. We were served in a matter of seconds with my white chocolate drink and Laurels dark chocolate drink. The first sip I had told me that I wasn't gonna get this in a long time. Laurels face told me the same thing. After I finished that heavenly last sip I knew that this was the best chocolate drink I had ever had. 

White Hot Chocolate, Dark Hot Chocolate at San Miguel Market

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