Well, we were supposed to go out tonight

I'm not good in saying goodbye. Done it so many times and I'm still a beginner.

The last days have been unique. Saying goodbye is like a promise for a good party. A reason to go to all the places you haven't been before and to see and talk to anyone you always wanted or never did. We have been dancing on the streets, setting flats underwater, taking pieces out of the floor, eating too much street food and feeling bad the next days. We took too many taxis to get to one and the same place, we annoyed anyone but us, we opened a pole dance floor and felt bad again.

So now the final goodbye. For now, no more red and beige cars. No Jérome singing annoying french songs. No more battery loading for Marie. No more nasty evenings with Marion . No Natalia helping us in every case. No jumping Bambi-Johan around us. No more Fleur-talking and watching her eating cheese. No Yimis eating (eating, eating..)and shouting "Kathriiin". No more freaking-out-naked Sylvain in the car. No more hugging Guillaume and laughing about his new haircut. No more watching the love between Fanny and Marc. No Carlos (no Carloses at all!), nothing fancy, my dear. No more Taxidriving and Breakfast with lovely Jimena. No more trip planning and churches with Lorraine and Damaris. No Fama, smiling all the time. No more clases with Andrés, Mariana, Isla, Paulina and all the other people that made me feel like 20. I love it :). Goodbye Caro, Grecia, Axel, Rodrigo, Paulina, Niño, Clément, Sungyoon, Scully, Dayoung, Raul, Alex, Fanny, Thibault, Antoine. But coming back from Mexico..how small is Europe! So guys, see you soon!