29/04/2004
Home sweet home

Tiens, un film Belge.

So I left the North of Spain, to find more rain until the next night, some wood not far from the Loire. Didn't hear one car passing at night, so that one mosquito sounded loud & clear.
The next day France looked like a postcard.
At 200km from the border, a phone call made me rush for the last four hours, to find myself driving around through Brussels with something really unexpected trailing behind the van.