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 …
— Vivace —FeierabendAuf zur Bäckerei.
— Tales Of Travel —The girl and the truck driver“Never will I forget the sight of her pink toenails,” a Nepalese doctor wrote in a newspaper article, “and this is about what is wrong in our country …"
— Tales Of Travel —They used to call me 'spider'.(Because of my tiny arms)