I'm back in Paris, but still over there in my mind and memory.
I'm a little bit ashamed to confess that we, French, get so much time of holidays! 5 weeks by year in France, it's the legal holidays time, as my work schedule is based on the teachers'one, I get about 15 weeks by year. And it's completely legal.
I missed your blogs, your stories, your humor, your pictures, your skies. But my new occupations were worth it. Suddenly, I have had enough time to read, read , and read again. I had forgotten how pleasant it was to devour a book from the begining to the end in a few days. Books were my 'Internet Patches'. And it works!
Eclectic and entirely European writers!
Furthermore, I've lost a lot of my english vocabulary. Have you ever notice how quickly one can forget a foreign language without practising. Now I'm going to visit you, read your news, leave comments, little by little, I'll catch up. YOU will be my next readings, my autumn readings. It will be very pleasant too.
Are you all some kind of dealers? Your nice comments, witticisms, are just like an invitation to pass more time in front of my screen.
I feel I'm going to plunge back again! No will!
So, one can survive without Internet, but it would be a shame to do without when my friend WIFI is available to offer me its services as intermediary.