Eleven days, twelve flights, five cities, lonely nights in strange hotels, exasperating meetings around oak tables, luxurious meals in fine restaurants, dazzling looks of beautiful women and here I am again, back where I have started.
Traveling has always pleasantly surprised me. The anticipation before reaching a
“J’ai des mémoires de villes comme on a des mémoires d’amour”.
I had more time in
I woke up early in the morning and looked out of the window. So at last, I thought, this is
Then my suspicions were confirmed in
I slept my way to the airport and throughout my flight back to
Check out some photos from my trip on my Flickr.