Je t’aime, Paris
I arrived at about 5 o’clock, by TGV (Train à grande vitesee) from Nice to Paris and I never thought Paris station would be so messed and dirty, with everywhere dog-ends, papers and other litters.
So Love at the very second glance.
Archive for August, 2009
I arrived at about 5 o’clock, by TGV (Train à grande vitesee) from Nice to Paris and I never thought Paris station would be so messed and dirty, with everywhere dog-ends, papers and other litters.
So Love at the very second glance.
Yesterday was a bad day, with unceasing rain, wind, waves and some recuring regret of the past. Thank godness, a friend invited me (i felt especially honored cuz he mainly invited girls lol, 8 girls vs 3 boys) on a pretty cool yacht and sailed along the coastline of Qingdao.
Remembered in Monaco I saw a beautiful curve,
This feeling:
Travelling alone, with only my journey and millions of miles of love in my bag, Read more
Graffiti on a quite beautiful swiss bridge.
All along the way I saw many many this kinda graffiti on walls, posts, telegraph poles, tableaus, everywhere. I remembered some. A very big "SNK" (a hero in DOTA) and "Reméo et Juilette"s, which represented all the romantic swears recorded in Euro.
Among all these related or not related words, this one impressed me the most. "No War Make Love" Simple words, far more effective than a prof’s passionate one-hour speech, were especially powerful cuz simplicity focused quickly and straightly.
Traveling was part of my life; and meeting all kinds of different people was the most exciting part of my journey. To be honest, most people I met I’d never meet again, but it was not the point; the point was, we once met and had fun.
Back, Emma was a preety girl of 7 years old.