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En France Deux
Mar. 28th, 2010 06:02 pmWell, I went to sleep at 10pm last night and, despite waking up at 3am, managed to keep dozing off, amidst some rather worryingly symbolic dreams (naked in public, flying, AND my teeth falling out? Surely that's a winning trifecta?) until I eventally got up at 7.45am, which was, of course, 8.45am. That's two hours forward in two days. Weird.
Had very little energy this morning, and eventually went back to bed! I finally got up at 12.30, feeling properly recovered. Indication, I think, of how much I push myself when I am in London. 100 hours of poker a month on top of my job is too much effort at my age, I think.
I caught the 13.50 to Cap Ferrat, having just missed the previous bus. That gave me the opportunity to take a quick walk around a "non-commercial" part of Vieux Ville.
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Had very little energy this morning, and eventually went back to bed! I finally got up at 12.30, feeling properly recovered. Indication, I think, of how much I push myself when I am in London. 100 hours of poker a month on top of my job is too much effort at my age, I think.
I caught the 13.50 to Cap Ferrat, having just missed the previous bus. That gave me the opportunity to take a quick walk around a "non-commercial" part of Vieux Ville.
( photographs )
