Yashimiseus, Paris! Finally back to this familiar city in its familiar state, after the rain.
I feel like I ate meat for an entire century and French just seems to be such an easy language now that compared to what I had to live through in Kashgar. But I somehow managed to learn it, especially fluent in situations of bargaining and drinking. Anla blesses me.
A real excuse, this site cannot be accessed from China, my stories are all in my photos, being sent to you by email.
A real excuse, this site cannot be accessed from China, my stories are all in my photos, being sent to you by email.
