With a knick knack paddy whack…

One in Kuching, Borneo & the other in Venice, LA.

The day my father turned 60 was sort of surreal for me. 60 is a big number, 60 years is a long time. I wondered where and how I’ll be when I’m 60. Hopefully hotter than Kris Kardashian. And my father winged it in Bali with his wife and children like it was his 40th.

Today he turned 60-something, and I can never thank him enough for always being there for me while I’m always somewhere else.

Except Africa. I still have a long way to go until he’ll finally say yes to Africa.