
Dear Diary,
Today started as a terrible day, after vanquishing the evil forces of Yahoo, my superwoman dress was stained and wrinkled, so in order for me not to reveal my true identity I had to go undercover as a simple mortal and took my casual Google bike to the nearest dry cleaner.




And as we landed the locals greeted us with a traditional synchronised swim ritual, and after enjoying some exotic tropical fruits


I heard a shout using my super-duper hearing sense, and using my even super-duper vision I saw a man in a neighboring island waving an orange flag yelling "5 watermelons for 2 Euro" and immediately I swam to the island and picked up two watermelons for Johny and myself.

