The quirky little food truck was managed by a French girl living in Wellington, New Zealand. She was pretty and friendly, which defied the typical French perception. We stumbled upon it accidentally while strolling down Cuba Street, one of the main streets in Wellington. I told Fafa that we had to go there, even though we had just had breakfast. I ordered a ginger peppermint herbal tea that kicked in soon after, while Fafa refused to get anything because it all seemed too Zen for him. Ngeh! I suspected it was the tea that kept me fit, while Fafa fell sick a day later.
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its very funny to discover that nearly 10 years later. I was the pretty friendly french girl in the cart haha… im happy i appeared friendly that day 🙂
No way!! I can’t believe you found well.. yourself 😛 Hope things are going well for you. Still living in NZ?
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