Because I am the looser and oohs fa falalas...

It's pretty hard to try to summarize the few days I lived there.

Louise would say aMRAZing, Nabila would begin to beat box, Marianne would show you a picture by Holga, Melanie would talk about Alex with sparks in her eyes, Cyrielle would run out of a gig, her hands on her chest, Bea would probably calculate when Jason was sexualy active to have her, Charlotte would tell you these two men were standing in a perfect symmetry, Emma would tell you she's leaving for an avocato farm, Thomas would say it was short, Julie, Pauline and Alexia would start to draw high fives in the air, Lulla would ask if we're always that excited.

It was a beautiful trip. Crazy how Nabila and I can talk about our favorite coffees and then talk about religion, and politics, and poverty, and music, and t-shirts, and London, and family. To see how we agree about so many things and find out how it's good to spend time together whereas we didn't know each other a year ago, and how normal it seems to be there, having a laugh or a serious discussion at that moment, in this city.
And having met mother Belette was so natural.
And the wokbar was so great.
And the train wasn't that long when you know friends are waiting for you.
Maybe I'll add something about Jason. But right now, I think more about friendship, and the lovely persons I met.





Life is wonderful, and for now, that's all folks.