Arrival.
Morocco was so draining, as was the trip back up to France. But I'll tell you I don't think I've ever slept as well as I did on the night of my arrival. Clean sheets, a level mattress and a bowl of bacteria free soup do a man a lot of good.
I've met a few guys here who are quite cool. One is a former banker from Switzerland; he speakes in a very particular way. In the middle of each sentence he inevitably inserts some variation of the word "puten," and finishes with "ou quoi?" The other guy Greg is in the process of opening the first mountain bike shop here in town. We have lots to talk about as I'm still trying to convince him that he needs an assistant.
- posted by Bill @ 00:48