
The Catalan: Knight in Shining Armour or (K)nightmare (IV)
The aroma of brewing coffee wafted through the air, tickling my nose and awakening my senses. Peeking above the sheets I remembered were I…
Read MoreThe aroma of brewing coffee wafted through the air, tickling my nose and awakening my senses. Peeking above the sheets I remembered were I…
Read MoreI picked up my little red suitcase off the conveyor belt and sauntered towards the “nothing to declare” customs’ exit. A smile spread across…
Read MoreThe Catalan would be back in Paris in a few weeks. But a lot can happen in a few weeks, and in my case…
Read MoreAttentive readers will probably recall mention of the Catalan discretely in few of my previous blog entries. Si, a third romantic contender spicing up…
Read More26/10/12 23:23 Bonsoir ca va? He couldn’t just be writing to “say hi” at 11:00 pm. He obviously wanted to see me, but why?…
Read MoreAt first the idea of the Film Guy was great. That was before the reality set in… There are a lot of films shot…
Read MoreIt was true. The Mexican did make me wait. He held first place in my heart for a number of months, that said, things…
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