The Pancake House at 5AM

This whole week has been crazy, well in regards to sleep at least. Both Ambrose and I are Jet-lagged. I remember it to last maybe two or three days. Not a whole freaking week!

Yesterday was no different, we woke up at 5 AM and decided to go for breakfast. Ambrose took me to the pancake house in the Rocks. Really nice there early morning before all the tourist swarms the place.

We ordered two pancakes and of course they were huge! Neither of us could finish. After that we drove to my office, went up to the sofas at the top floor for some tea. Nobody was working, still very early which was nice. We co-read a book with all the first pages from Times over the last decade.

I liked that morning.