To episode II

Maybe it was the same with the streets of NY, maybe I passed them the wrong way this time. But then why the majority of these streets have this sign saying “one way”? For the I-don’t-know-how-many-time, I looked at the Empire State Building and the Chrysler shining by night. And so what?  What’s so fancy about that? "Am I crazy?” – I wanted to ask the taxi driver. But I didn’t know how to say it in chinese.

When we reached 32^nd street, I did something completely new: I didn’t look back to these magnificent buildings for the “last” time. It was like they didn’t deserve it. Or maybe it meant that I would be back to this wonderful city again.

Maybe sooner that I thing.

Bombay

To episode I

Don’t get me wrong: I did have fun, met interesting, smart and nice people, visit good friends, discovered new beaches and new spots. But it didn’t feel the same. Something was off. I was off.

The Chinese taxi driver turned the radio on and we listened to good funk music: it gave a soul to the glooming skylines. When we reached 11th avenue and turned right towards Chelsea, I thought about a “mysterious poem” my mum sent me by email a couple of weeks ago. Weather you read this poem from the beginning to the end or the other way around, it has an opposite meaning:

“Today was the absolute worst day ever - And don’t try to convince me that - There’s something good in every day - Because, when you take a closer look - This world is a pretty evil place - Even if - Some goodness does shine through once in a while."

To episode III

Sous le soleil barcelonais, des manifestants pour la paix sociale et le retour à la r(m)aison espagnole...et universelle !

"Malgré la durée de la nuit...le jour se lèvera"- Magic System, "t'endors pas".

A Barcelone, dans un contexte agité, une voix explique calmement les enjeux du referendum catalan.