Le grand maître
Ahh, who do we have here? It is Monsieur Bertrand on his lovely bicycle! Every Monday morning, he cycles far out of town to his small hut—in order to celebrate a small ceremony …
Look at him go:
Every day of the week, Monsieur Bertrand welcomes guest from all over the country. They come to admire his cooking skills!
Time goes by, one week looks like the other.
But then, on one day, out of nowhere, something disturbs Monsieur Bertrand's weekly routine …
— Tales Of Travel —Meanwhile, Jonathan from Brussels was drowning.The whole village had gathered. The men constructed a raft with little clay figures on top. The women brought food and decorated the family’s balcony.
— Tales Of Travel —The only thing I remember about Lijiang… is the stomach pain I got from eating the entire time.
— Tales Of Travel —The Backpacker Hostel Dormitory Nightly RitualEvery night, it goes like that.