are the typical scenes or romantic dramas: A couple, two friends, an airport, train station, tears, promises to air. Are dismissed.
remember some memorable farewells: the departure of Laura and Lucia at the airport Jorge Chavez, Argentine friends, who stayed at my house when I was seventeen. Years later, in the same scenario, the farewell of Maria del Carmen, on going to Australia. Then the two bridal Celia, when she had returned to France.
In these scenes, it was always me who was making the sign of good-bye, I was the one who must live with a city that still breathed the scent of someone who was leaving.
Then things changed, and that started beginning to be me. The farewell at the airport Charles de Gaulle in Paris, the farewell to the Madrid subway, or goodbye in the train station in Morlaix (the hardest) paved the way toward what is most important farewell in a long time my departure to Barcelona.
This dismissal has been given by parts, impossible to meet all at once, and has been a mixed bag (we all agree on the same.)
Start a new professional challenge, away from the people I love, but I know them all (you) will be in my memories, and obviously, in my photos. Those pictures that way puzzles are arming the picture of my life.
photos on my flickr account
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