Let your strength evaporate, dissolve itself in the morning light, that's how, I think you find strength, leting go, forgetting, flying away. strength
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Souvenir de voyage (1)
Lisboa
I had preconceived images of Lisbon, full ofcolours, like these beautiful tiles, found everywhere in the city. Yet, when you look at the city from one of the many viewpoints where you can admire the whole city, it is white and Marseilles tiles that are dominating. It is always interesting and strange to compare images we have of a place and its reality (which has not disappointed me at all), to which we must adapt, in a way. The Portuguese of Lisbon are welcoming, the city is just big enough, clean, it feels safe, cafes abound and you can get lost for hours. LG and I, however, took two days to recover from the jetlag, after an extremely tiring journey (30 hours of flight and 10 hours of waiting in the airports of Auckland, Singapore and Barcelona).
until Sunday
I will bow down to the time: a woolen ball that tumbles from intermingled threads. At the bottom of the hill, I will read very long words that are not often spoken until Sunday. Then I will rest.
night blue
because it was night time but it was also blue
because it was dark but there was also some light
because the road was long, but fabulous at the end of it