I’ve been trying to come to terms with some sort of farewell. A goodbye to my familiar environment, my used-to coffee places, my preferred supermarkets, my favourite bakery. It wasn’t exactly planned. At first leaving Paris seemed like a good move financially. A break from the city…

My brother got his Flying License (≧∀≦ゞ I've tried flying with my brother when he was still learning. His instructor is a cool old man. When I flew with them, he made my brother do a 60º turn that left me partially floating in mid-air. In a way, it was rather scary for my first-time in such a small plane….

Life has been slow by the country side. I can't even get to the super mart as swiftly as before as tourists flock the roads. Lots of outsiders are coming in to my town to enjoy fine sand and chill waters. I took some time to join free activities by the beach too despite my lack of skills in the water.

I almost wanted to say "let's have a commercial break", ha. I just wanted to have a checkpoint 101 on where my life is heading. Major life changes are coming up soon, somehow I can't see where would I be next year, what would I be doing. It's a little scary and exciting at the same time.