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Landing and return
Autoreverse I took the beginning by the end and my head is creasy I mixed present with past and there is no more futur A End for the moment before to resume to put a final dot.
New Delhi tarmack
All was right. They had given us money because our baggage had missed the plane. The taxi was there and the code pass had worked. The warmth wasn't too hot while the heat wave arrived in France ! All a month before leave I had kept an eye on meteo between France and India with warm and monsoon in my...
Ready to fly
Lost in translation between Marseille and Frankfurt, when we accessed the airplane we were clearly in India and no more in Deutschland and ever less in France ! Breath… we were going to fly off !
Travel
Leave is like time. Time, if you ask me about it, I don't know. If you don't ask me about it, I know. Traveling is a subtle thing for me like time. Something intemporel, a meditation. Travel can be a poem or full poems or a painting. An artefact built by a craftsman or imagined by an artist. Travel...
tuk tuk
The first impression is a Rickshaw's fight with honks and colorful, decorated, overloaded in an incredible traffic jam ! The tuk tuk's country for a first mobility.