Douce France, cher pays de mon enfance
Week-end in France, for my sister's birthday (turned 18). Family, friends and red wine, loud laughts, long chats and terrible hangover. This sensation, emotion inside, to meet people that are part of your life, your personnality feels very good.I guess I'm less melo today, but still...
Marie-Hélène, what about a fika tuesday afternoon... I guess we need to figure out things about storm and shitty rain. And I guess we both need someone to rely on, so... let's be crazy and do it !
I'll wake up at 6 tomorrow, and leave to take train, bus, plane and finally car to get back home. Shit!
written by lolo/ @ 15:26
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