Gooood Times!

I realise that my blog posts are spacing themselves more and more and I apologize to those whom they interest. I could, of course, simple evoke the “not enough time excuse” but although it is partly true, it always boils down to taking the time. So that is what I’m doing now on this beautiful and sunny Friday afternoon.

One the high points of April was without a doubt, the visit of my friend Stephane from Montreal. My very first big visit, who shall be the second? In fact, he of course, did not come here just to visit me. He had been planning a 6 months trip to India but decided at the last minute to start off in Beijing for a short Asian tour on the way. That was a change of plan that pleased me very much, especially since he brought me a couple of packs of poutine sauce and a year supply of deodorant. Just kidding… No but seriously, deodorant is quite difficult to find and very limited in choice. I even remember being told once in a big Carrefour, a French chain very much like Wal-Mart, that they did not carry those during winter. At the time I amused myself at the thought of what would be the reaction if the rows of “deo” would disappear in North America, even if just for the winter. There would certainly be huge protests. As for the poutine sauce, I plan on having a poutine party with all the Quebecois that I can find. So far I only know of 2 or 3 but once in a while a friend of a friend tells me of others… We shall see. Stephane stayed about 10 day, which seemed a lot shorter, before continuing his journey.

Also, I have had, and continue having, photography jobs in bars and clubs. I take photos of people having fun, drinking and dancing. Needless to say that I am now on the party mode like never before. Alcohol flows abundantly and with summer around the corner, the Olympics in August, the next couple of months are promising to be rather Rock & Roll. I might be in desperate need of vacation in Thailand next winter.












































All that to say to all of you who ask me when will I come back to Canada, well… I really have no idea. One thing is for sure I can’t really picture myself coming back after the Olympics, right on time for a lovely Canadian winter. So who knows? Come to visit me instead!