South Tahoe Lake Saturday September 25th. 9.30pm. I get the car at the SFO airport. Only one thing in mind: Driving. Driving to get away from the big city and face the Nature. Oakland, Richmond, Sacramento, several interesting cities I overtake just to reach the lake, South Tahoe Lake. 200 miles after, here I am. Lost in the deep dark night, "I saw the sign" (Ace of Base copyright). South Tahoe Lake. It is almost 2am, I have driven 4 or 5 hours, and I am dead meat. Let's park the car, grab the sleeping bag and... sleep. But for that I need to make sure I find a quiet spot for the house (I mean my car). Exploring the forest and search for a place, thinking "it should be easy, no ?". Until I met ... read more

Today I decided to spend one more day in Santa Rosa where my friend Vincent is leaving. This is located about 50 miles North from San Francisco. Santa Rosa is a cute little town, roughly 100000 unhabitants. This is where is located the Snoopy museum. Very quiet place, only surrounded by the sound of V8 engines of SUVs and pick-up trucks. People are very friendly and always asking how I am doing, where from I am, etc etc. Nice. And girls are typically american, fat and superficial. The main purpose of the day is shopping, ie the stuffs I need for the coming days that I did not buy in France. The american society is totally about consuming. A T-shirt costs less than a meal, and I am very lucky because it is sales period. Example: ... read more

Pas si sûr ! Alors voila, nous y sommes, c'est là que les athéniens s'atteignirent, comme le disait feu mon ami Demis Roussos. Plus que 24h avant le départ. Non ne vous imaginez pas le Grand départ, car le 1er avion ne me porte qu'au pays de la choucroute et des berlines de luxe, à Düsseldorf pour être plus précis. Une petite nuit dans ces paysages bucoliques, à environ 2km de l'aéroport, et puis enfin LE départ vers San Francisco. Je regarde ma chambre et le monticule d'affaires à prendre, et puis je compare avec l'espace disponible de mon sac (35 litres), et me dit: "il va falloir choisir, Laurent. C'est soit la trousse à pharmacie préparée par ton ami Aurélien, soit le costume de tigre du Bengal que tu affectionnes tant". Comme je m'aperçois très ... read more