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I've been missing France lately. Not like missig the food, altho...mm... eclaire!... but more the feeling i had last spring riding the streets of Nantes with that pink bike. The smell of morningair, how the sun felt on ones cheek. And the wind! We tried to fly the kite, that Guillaume surprised us with last year, on the weekend but the fun was cut short, cos the wind just didn't cooperate. Eating out with Martin, strolling next to the castle. Even just cooking. A meal. A full meal. With dessert. Oh.

I miss the centrecity, walking and running along the l'Erdre..

hm.. so strange. i remember kind of missing the same things here, when i was over there.  ._.  weird....

 

 

 

It's probably since life back here is yet now so utterly different. The white nights are now not for winedrinking at the riverside or walks, bikerides coming dancing from a club. No long days sitting in the library, working through some boring material that then becomes so very interesting, when you just get it.

Time and space, the way i think, everything has changed so much in these two years and in such different directions. I hope i can and wondering how i will manage to put it all under one hat.

But one day we'll go and eat oisters again in Nantes and i'm curious how Juss will like them? :)