We do not say often enough that one is happy.
Tonight I had to show a photo to a friend of a friend visiting London for the weekend, I finally show ALL photos taken since August 24, 2009, the date of my departure France.
This is a great retrospective on this year starting in Montreal, through the most beautiful cities in North America, punctuated by two significant hits, one sister and a brother, a year full of laughter, smiles, meetings and friendship.
Tonight I stepped back on what happened, what I saw and what I experienced, what I learned about what I 'I enjoyed discovering. Tonight I realized I was really happy, regardless of whether London is sometimes too small, that the supermarket does not sell kinder and that the parties never end queueleuleu in the street.
I start tomorrow my last week of classes, ie, tomorrow I start the beginning of the end. The beginning of the "last" and "last", it starts with one final week of classes, one last Wednesday night the bar on campus with the old singer of 70 years and then it continues with the last weekend in Montreal ... and will follow a bunch of "end all wars" that will make me sad all over each other. But ultimately, be sad, it is rather positive, it means that this year was experienced as it should be, it was full of joy and there comes a time when it must stops, and where to make room for others who have not yet had the chance to discover what awaits them.
Meanwhile, I take ...
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