Antibes, Pert Vauban, once NZ, GBA…, under construction closed. Nothing. Juan les Pins- like after extinction. I remembered Prague for the first time. Forgotten N and AND.
I always admire Biot beach from the train. All the more so when recently in one advertising spot of a giant multinational company there were shots from all over the world (the biggest intersection in Tokyo, Burdz Khalifa skyscraper, etc.). And suddenly (one of two places from all over Europe) Biot. Here the caravans stand with their front wheels in the sea. It has a sort of California atmosphere.
I don’t know why, but it works. A song by Lucie Sen popped into my head. Shadows of days and dreams
It turns towards the tropics
Hands of dreams – black
He tries to cover his eyes
Your light will reveal why I know
With a new day, that he will return again But I can’t get the elusive in the photos from the mobile phone.
All this Lp free zone. Only when the train stops at Nice-St.Augustin (Aeroport) will you enter the high incidence zone.
MA first/week. At 12 I put on my reading glasses and lo and behold. On the hologram- EST.