§ Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love - Albert Einstein

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§ Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgment - Rita Mae Brown

Onze chansons en attente

1. Signus Inversus
2. Happy yesterday
3. 11061977
4. Le diagnostic
5. Sweet analogy
6. Nicaragua
7. The smallest things
8. Obsessions en la mineur
9. Oliver in Wonderland
10. Copy Paste
11. Chocolate in your mind

§ Three things cannot long be hidden the sun, the moon, and the truth - Confucious

Que viva España!

Amigos hispanohablantes y curiosos del idioma castellano, aqui dejo los recuerdos de mi estancia en la ciudad de Valencia, tierra hasta hace poco desconocida y lejana. En este rincón de Iberia, Ana y Stefan, después de largos años de noviazgo, decidieron darse el si en una capilla cuyo nombre muy santo y católico ya no recuerdo. De estos dias me quedaré con impresiones, sabores y colores que riman con alegria, sol y poesia. Entre amigos y familiares celebrámos la unión de la Valencia española y del Valais suizo, entre risas, tapas y sonrisas. Cada vez que me encuentro en este pais, me sube el orgullo de tener algo de sangre de este pueblo tán alegre y caluroso... Permanacerá en mi memória una novia radiante bailando frente a la catedral al ritmo de los tunos, feliz de compartir su felicidad con los suyos. Por los novios!

> Lucia & Javier, tenemos todos cita pronto, o que? jajaja

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§ It takes two to speak truth - One to speak, and another to hear - Henry David Thoreau

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§ The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple - Oscar Wilde

Moving from Lausanne

Par respect pour le canton de Vaud, qui m'a accueilli avec tant de bonté durant ces 12 dernières années, je rédige ces paroles en français. Au hasard des mots, si une expression vaudoise s'approche de mes lèvres, je la laisserai s'apposer sans honte sur l'écran. Les vaudois ont beau avoir quelques vices, je ne me lasserai jamais de jouer avec la langue de ces Terres gorgées de blanc. Le moment est venu pour moi de dire au revoir à cette contrée improbable, gracieusement posée sur les bords d'un lac sorti tout droit de la fantaisie de Hodler. Une terre qui oscille entre le provincialisme le plus pur et une ouverture à la planète assez étonnante: ne comptez pas le nombre d'aventuriers voyageurs qui ont dépassé nos frontières à la recherche de l'Autre. Pourtant, entre l'eau, les montagnes et les vignes, la beauté de cette rive est telle qu'elle ferait presque mal aux yeux. Heureusement, prendre du recul de temps à autre permet de mieux re-garder ces paysages insouciants. Est-ce là la raison de mon départ? Perdre ce que l'on a pour se construire son Arcadie, la terre promise où le retour est imminent...Ce que je sais, c'est que je me rends vers d'autres rives tout aussi suisses que celles que je quitte, avec une touche de langue germanique pour donner un air étranger à l'aventure. Je suis sûr de pouvoir m'acclimater avec aisance à ce nouvel environnement - avec l'aide de Daniel, Vera, Maria...et de tout ceux qui, sur place, rendront mon escapade plus belle. A tous ceux qui se retrouveront à quelques heures de train de moi, l'invitation est plus que superflue. Lorsque je serai a Zurich, vous aurez aussi un chez-vous là-bas. Alors, tchô, tout de bon.

> Ema, le chemin des Bruyères te plaira, j'en suis certain!

§ As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world — that is the myth of the atomic age — as in being able to remake ourselves - Mahatma Ghandi

Have a good flight

That wasn't my idea of having fun. How much fun can you have hanging from a cable at 200 meters above the ground, sliding at 100 km per hour, face down. Before they let you go, they tell you "have a good flight". How reassuring is that? The interesting thing is that not only do you cross the valley at an amazing speed face down, but once you reach the other side you arrive at the same amazing speed with no hint at how you are going to slow down. So you believe you are about to crash, and start praying. No, you don't crash. They have developped an ingenious system that stops you at the very last moment while you are praying. Once I stepped down from the platform, I told the lady who was in charge that they should warn people about the landing. She smiled, laughed at me as if my idea was pretty stupid and said in victory: "if we told people about it, it would be half the fun, wouldn't it?". She had a point. So the fun is pretending you are about to die. Bunji Jumping isn't half that vicious.

§ Blessed are those who can laugh at themselves, for they shall never cease to be amused - Anonymous

Bugs Bunny

Fantasies have no limits. You have a friend who is about to get married. Gather a group of friends who want to spend a memorable day with the future groom. And memorable should be really memorable. Dress him up like a rabbit, and hunt him down in a forest wearing your paintball outfit. The day is bound to be memorable. Stefan, you were very brave, and the suit was perfect. Admire the little tail. It might give some ideas to Ana, you never know.

§ Fear of defeat is worse than defeat itself - popular wisdom

*pictures ready* - Montreal, happy days & co.

What on earth pushed me to book a trip to Canada a week in advance? I didn't know anyone there, and didn't have a place to stay, but something told me that I shouldn't worry about it and that one way or another, everything would fall into place. And guess what happened? Everything fell into place, in a way I never expected. My trip to Montreal was one experience I will never forget, for the people I have found on my way were a source of inspiration I never thought I'd stumble upon. First and foremost, thank you Danielle: had you not made a comment on my "Brown Sugar" T-shirt that night at SkyClub, we wouldn't have spent those ten days caring for each other. You showed me Montreal, Laurentides, Eastern Townships and drove me all the way to your hometown Magogue; you made sure I'd enjoy as much of Québec Province as I could; you even made me do Wake-board on Saint-Laurent river...and you were so happy I did so well on water! I will definitely try it again, thanks to you! What I will also try again are my singing skills thanks to Paulo...a natural born performing artist who enchanted me with his humour, personnality and intelligence. We visited Québec City, after getting stopped by the police on the highway: Paulo has so much charm, that we got away with a smile...or did the diplomatic plates help? Paulo, thanks for your generosity and I hope I'll see you soon, either in Portugal or...Tokyo? Montreal showed me that not only the Quebecers are extremely nice, but also that I have a lucky star I should trust more often. Montreal, I'll come back for some "Poutine" I never had the nerve to try...

> A big hug to Rodolfo and Barbara, who made me practice my portuguese on every occasion...

PS: Should you want to go to Montreal and want a place to stay with style and grace, contact Danielle at danielle9032@hotmail.com. She will help you with style and grace!

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§ The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science - Albert Einstein

Dobar dan, Croatia

I was supposed to travel to Croatia last year. It didn't happen, so...this year was time to do it finally, with my friend Christian. I packed everything necessary for a week on the beach, not knowing that...Croatia is not THE place to lie on the sand: rocks, rocks and more rocks awaited my bare feet. The crystal clear waters made up for the lack of sand though...First stop on my way to Croatia: Vienna! Impressive, imperial, impassible city. Final destination: Dubrovnik! Beautiful, majestic, an old lady still crying on its war wounds. We pushed our trip further south into the newly independant Montenegro republic, one week old when we crossed the border. We found along the coast medieval forteresses forgotten by mass tourism that former Yougoslavia used to drain before it was torn apart: Kotor, Budva, unforgettable Sveti Stefan. Once back into Croatia, we felt like getting away from the hoards of tourists that continously assault Dubrovnik, so we took a boat to the Elafiti Islands, an hour ride away. It felt like heaven to disembark on a tiny island, that had nothing to offer but quietness, peace and beauty. Most important, I had the perfect company of Christian, a true friend who enchanted the trip with his intelligence and energy.

> Eh Chris, on repart quand?

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§ Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony - Mahatma Ghandi

Solstice

J'ai compté en cette journée plus de minutes que d'habitude...elles se sont suivies, l'une derrière l'autre, infatigables dans leur devoir de ciseler la journée en de fines particules de temps. Ce 21 juin est l'apogée de cet empilement minutieux de miettes de lumière, et j'observe qu'autour de moi tout semble atteindre le sommet de sa beauté sous les rayons de soleil. Mon monde s'habille de reflets plus vifs, de couleurs plus longues, de formes plus sonores, comme si le moindre recoin d'espace mettait ses habits de fête pour célébrer la journée la plus claire de l'année. Je me retrouve sur le lac Léman, au milieu d'un tableau grandeur nature qui brille des premières couleurs de l'été, celles qui naissent du ballet de la Terre autour du Soleil, l'échine courbée au maximum en ce jour particulier, faisant une révérence prolongée devant sa source de vie. La tension fragile entre les deux astres, moment de douceur maximale entre le feu et la terre, inaugure la saison de la lenteur sous la chaleur, de la douceur dans la pesanteur, de la légereté sur les corps. Mes pieds touchent l'eau douce du lac au rythme des mouvements de hanche du petit voilier. Je suis le lac, je suis les montagnes, je suis la voile qui gonfle et je suis du regard les autres passagers de cette escapade. La soirée est douce, parfaite en leur compagnie. Je pense à celui qui pourrait me tenir la main, à celui qui pourrait me chuchoter à l'oreille "regarde, les grains de lumière disparaissent à l'horizon, ils reviendront demain éclairer ton sourire".