Recently, a Facebook friend of mine, the very kind Richard, mentioned the ten days he spent in Poland during the EK as the best week of his life. I do believe him. Tough, as a non-Anglo-Saxon, it never comes to my mind to classify the weeks and declare this is the best one of my life and these ones second or worst. It seems to be an habit to rank things, my best friend, my favourite burger, etc... To add a tough to a tough, if I think well, the French wedding, I attended to, was the best week-end of the year. Nice country (I fell in love with it), fine champagne, delightful oysters, perfect weather, enjoyable people, Emotion and Friendship : What else? To be honest, it is exactly what I needed in this very moment.
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