Miles Away

Okay, so this is a different kind of post.

 

It's been 3 months since I came back from my trip in England and I finally got my last film back so I guess it's really over now.

I won't talk (write) long about how great it was or how much I needed it but I have to say thanks.

First to all the couchsurfers I stayed with: Angharad (and Christian and Nala) for making my first experience the best I could have asked for, Mihkel for making me watch Whiplash and laughing so much (I hope your dissertation went well), Edward for the best morning tea  and for sending me this picture of the French dog yesterday and all the ones before (and after, I hope), Teddy for being the one who made me realise that maybe it was a brave thing to do, Mareile for not hating me when I mistook pepper for paprika, Lauren for the amazing pancakes and taking me to a London bonfire, Ciro for the story about the crazy host you had, Alejandro for the conversations you had with your friends about Colombia and everything I learned about it, Victoria and Jaz for letting me tag along everywhere with your families and friends and great conversations, Jordan for letting me be awful at GTA and trying to make me improve, Martynna for making me discover and love Polish food and for generally being you, Bev and Dani for your little restaurant upstairs and for your story, Ed for Pudding and not being too scared by me and Solene (and for letting me come back this summer!), Chiara for the laughing fits about the awful jokes and finally Sayali for being my cosmic twin. You're more than half why this trip was so amazing.

I need to thank my loves: Alice, for being the bridge between France and England and Anaïs, Katia and Solène, for joining me and bringing me a little bit of Frenchness with them.

Maybe I should thank England for being so pretty and diverse and interesting and soothing and so English, but it's weird to thank a country, isn't it ?

 

 

Fish-eye yeah