Paris Charles de Gaulle, it is 6 hours! Full of excitement, I head to St Germain, I buy a newspaper and I rue Jacob leads a cappuccino and a croissant, the sky rises and sunlight illuminates the facades of 18th Street.
strange feeling of being in the starting point after such a long road.
I will not stay long in Paris, I will do no exposure, no French cinema, I will limit myself to take a bashing with my old friends in a bar at night.
Finally, it is to the south as I go, my country, my land, my roots.
So I returned to Toulon. A month of rest, family, long meals, pink and weekends in Provence.
strange feeling of being in the starting point after such a long road.
I will not stay long in Paris, I will do no exposure, no French cinema, I will limit myself to take a bashing with my old friends in a bar at night.
Finally, it is to the south as I go, my country, my land, my roots.
So I returned to Toulon. A month of rest, family, long meals, pink and weekends in Provence.
I spend a Weekend in Arles with Sibylle, beautiful bullfighting, horse riding in the Camargue. Journey to the heart traditions of Provence, a real treat!
In my country I found the energy go back to Hong Kong, the desire to work and build again.
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