Cannes 2012

So this one is smaller and I don't particulary l’amour it but... Anyways there toi go:



I came back accueil that night pretty pissed off. My mind was rambling while I slowly drove my MiniCoop home, through the still crowded streets. I may have irritated some drivers according to the annoying horns I heard behind me. I heard it’s not so properly a dit in fact. Because the only think I could really hear were my thoughts. Finally I arrived accueil and when I was about to get my car into the garage my phone rang. Crap, I almost hit the dumpster. I exhaled and put my head onto the wheel. This was no time...