So as I mentioned in the previous post, we're going to go back in time— to the end of November, to be precise. On the first day of a four day weekend, Pedro and I hopped on a prop plane and flew south-west to the volcanic island of Gran Canaria.
Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
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