The aircraft had departed the day before and it was written anyway, so to speak, finally, I reterais marriage Dove. For fifteen days spent in the French Antilles and French that I would say more if there were French, wind, birds, trees, sea turtles Everything here speaks to the senses and encourages contemplation. Intense green and bright green, blue and crystal blue misty all there is variation as the scales of a parrot fish. The Guadeloupe
first stayed with Marie-Rose suburb of Pointe a Pitre, not far from the center anyway so I was able to appreciate the panorama of the company's Caribbean gwada.
Taken with a fever every motorist I managed to rent a car the day NEWL, blessed day because you will avoid traffic jams quite often on the axis lowland / mainland. Getaway successful as I would see my turtle in the first splash in a creek in Lower earth more wild and less Frenchified.
I agree with the Martinique by ferry shortly before the famous day of the year where I get the warm welcome and Pauline Axel, charming friends Penuoille. Wake boarding and leaving almost make me forget the road trip, and I was given ten days to find a compromise interesting job / house to await the next departures of boat that will not go in May. Few plan and a big handicap (more licenses) I am puzzled and called to the south, the inevitable plane pointing the tip of his nose.
I must wait too long here, and despite meeting Rene makeup for twenty years the little faces of the carnival in Fort-de-France, I leave tomorrow morning for the department Cayenne Air Caribbean and the firm intention to join Brazil as soon as possible. Betrayal you tell me, yes I betray my promise not to fly, but I've never been closer to my goal and stay in "France" is also unlikely to take the airplane.
"dust at the feet deserve better that dust behind "African proverb.
