Toulouse - Paris - Boston - Minneapolis - Los Angeles (part. 1)

Here we are.

We left France.

We'll see it back in 2 months...

When we were in Paris airport with Tristan, we were asking ourselves where we were going...

"Los Angeles"...

It's still a concept for us.

A town we read in the lyrics of bands we were fond of, when we were kids

A town we live by procuration

A town we dream in the movies

And now we go there.

We were anxious, thinking about the controls of Immigration Police. We were right to be !

We were not willing to bring 15 kgs of cannabis and 8 home-made bombs... but you know. When I meet police agents, I always feel guilty, even if I'm clean. My colleagues visited the offices of Immigration Control during 20 minutes in Boston and Minneapolis.

But the Boston Celtics won the NBA Championship, so there is no problem !