Rendez vous des amis

We met at Rendez vous des amis, the same bar we met Stone and his friends 3 years ago for drinks (here). We spent the afternoon sipping red wine, talking statistics and ideas for our future trip.
We also met Caroline, their long time traveler host in Paris.















(on the right, lurks...that is what happens when you switch from beer to red wine...)
From there, we moved on to one of our favourite spot in Paris, the canal, to finally end up in Le Cambodge and devour the best Bobun ever.


































Portugal mojo for Mr Stone: Lisboa = surf + teuf + meuf...




















During the night, i suddenly realized that the trip had started, that we were in Paris, talking to our friends from far, far away and many other people about everything and nothing, not worrying about friday morning wake up and just enjoying every moment as if it was our last. I am very stoked that this occured there, at the canal, that is already filled with so many souvenirs (last 4 birthday parties..)

Now sitting at home, waking up slowly, thinking of our fellows African Surfer on their way to London in this rainy morning. Good luck to them. It was nice sharing a bit of their time in Paris. Go well.

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African surfers, when they dont surf, they pose...