It’s already one week passed in February, can you believe that. Feels like time lapse is exponential. Don’t know how to summarize my January, let’s say it was getting bundle loads of work done and successful discipline in my workout. The year still smells fresh, which means I’m enjoying every tad bit of it.
Over the last weekend, marido and I visited Nice.
Flying to Nice, once my home
An entry into French world all again.
As we walked the promenade,
Azur sea, Sunshine and a mild breeze welcomed us.
I think of my days in this city
And he’s lost in the memories of Mumbai drive.
The birds fly around with wings of freedom
Trying and testing the city’s best.
Crepe’s on the hill were amazing again
Ricotta epinard is so cheesy that caused enough disgust to us.
Some chit and chat with friends
Cupcakes at Emilie’s for a mouthful of sweet.
A modern art museum to see the artiste
Was as crazy as it can get.
An evening flight and we’ll be back to our English
Let’s say, home is where our heart is.