The blog will go on.

Dear everyone,

The Hawaian experience was obviously an exceptional one, that was worth a blog. At first, I thought I would stop my blog after I'd be back from Hawaii. I would have nothing special to put in it, and there would be no reason to continue. But actually, I was wrong.

Coming back to Marseille, Aix-en-Provence, Serre-Chevalier, in the French Alps, or even Paris and London, I realize now more than ever how wonderful our day to day environment can be. Is. It is just a matter of looking properly at the proper things.

In short, the blog will go on (said on an epic tone with a huge cheering crowd as a background).

What is going to be inside, I don't know. Pictures, for sure, and your comments, I hope. For the rest, we'll see.

To summarize, since I am back in Europe, I spent some great times in Marseille and Aix, which are two amazing cities, in the South-East of France. I drank more than I can afford, as usual. I have been skiing in the Alps, once with my best friends, and another time with my sisters and their friends. The second time was incredible for the snow, the weather, and the intercultural discussions. The first, outstanding in terms of amount of bullshit that three men can pronounce in just a couple of days.

In the meantime, I have been looking for a job, which led me from Paris to London for interviews. I am still waiting for answers. I am not worried, I will find something. I want it to be international, in order to have pictures for my blog, otherwise you will be bored. I never say that in interviews. You don't get jobs if you tell the truth.

Enough for now, I will send you an email shortly, and you'll have the key to the door of my revisited blog: Zezeblog.

Take care,

Zezette.

Post Scriptum: Zezette is a nickname, that was inspired by my name, found by my friends, and for which the best translation I can think of now is willy.

My favorite picture. Hope you like it. 

Le vallon des auffes.

A bit of poetry cannot do any harm in this violent blog. 

Near "les goudes", at the end of Marseille.  

Bridge over peaceful water. 

Little houses. 

It is a place that looks like the traditional fishing port. One only difference: it is right in the middle of the city. 

Back in Marseille, "le vallon des auffes", in the heart of Marseille, is a little sheltered port.

The boat and the sun. 

While friends are working in the office. 

In Hammersmith. 

Walking by the river. 

The Thames. 

London, this time. Interviews, as usual. 

The "platane" and the church.  

Aix, again. 

A wall in Aix-en-Provence, near Marseille. I just liked the light. 

Orgasm.  

Life is a dream that is worth be lived.

The valley. 

And again, Serre Chevalier, with my sisters and her friends. Loads of snow... 

Me and the arc de triomphe.  

Arc de triomphe. 

Interview in Paris. 

La grotte du Yeti. Mythique...