So I’m back to France. It’s hot, and warm, and the weather’s all nice, and the people too. I’m glad to see some friends. The first thing I noticed, is how calm this city seems, really. Barely a noise, less people in the streets or around public places ranting about politics, no one’s trying to play you music in bars. No jukeboxes, since we don’t have cantinas to start with. The cars here are more efficient I guess, and less noisy, and adapted to their tiny environment. Oh yeah, streets are really fucking small here. More ads, more neons, stupidly high prices, and less mezcal.
So yeah, I miss Mexico. I’m gonna scheme an escape plan soon, first I need to get rid of some things at my place, and hang that hamac somewhere.