The last day of our holidays has come.
Still a few hours to spend with Sergey.
I’m tired, it’s stormy and the atmosphere is sultry.
We walked all the morning at random, as if we wanted, a little frantically, to collect all the impression we could during the short time we still had at our disposal.
We found this little “bistrot”, I’m happy to sit and we are drinking a “Kir Royal”, then we won’t have beer, today it will be wine.
I like all these pink hues, reflected also into our glasses and the sparkling light drink.