Cow Car, Italy, Eurodrinks & Ciao !

So no one told you life was gonna be this way...

Gummy Bear, Dust Castle & Mussels.

 

It's good to remember that there is no castle up the hill. 

And to have you back in town too.

Running Phare Away...

... But explaining them the hows and whys before. 

"You see, it is the personal thing that matters. The personal thing."

Diving Into The Wreck

It is not totally true (anymore) that I don't like Christmas. There are a few things I did like about it this year. I liked the morning. I liked the fact that there was not a soul on the road, nobody in the streets, and the port was a desert place. I liked the fact that our boat woke the sea and the sun up at the same time, and that there were only water and clouds on the horizon. I liked the fact that F. took us free-diving to a wreck deep enough not to see it. I liked the stupid game we played after losing sigh of the wreck at twenty meters down, with only one rule: playing till the end. I liked the green of the water, I liked the purple of the jellyfish, I liked the grey of the sky, I liked the yellow of the boat. I liked noticing it was raining from under the surface. I liked the fact that F. took his time to go back to the port, exploring the coast like if it was the first time we were seeing it. I liked the morning. I like Christmasea mornings.

-First the air is blue and then it is bluer and then green and then black-

Welcome Aboard.

... And I have no idea where I'm heading to.