Friday July 14th, 1995
Biarritz-Monaco: 950 km by car.

Today I do what one should never do
on July 14
when travelling in France:

It is 7:45 am.

My friends and I split
an hour ago.
They are going strait to Ibiza
(where we'll meet in a week)

and I go back to Monaco.

On my way I visit my friend Romain
and his family in Aix.

It's been a while,
maybe 7 years,
since we last saw each other.

We talk about the Web...
He starts to understand
that the Net will change his life
as a doctor.

Explaining that cachaca is bad for us
he makes me an Absolut caipirinha.

I could quit margarita for this...

yesterday tomorrow