I went to Germany at really short notice, for two weeks, for a technical course. It had its moments. Then I went to Tuscany for a tango party, with a friend. We danced quite a bit and went to the beach. It was super pretty. But two weeks and then a long weekend was a long time to leave my little untidy flat all alone, I worry about it, and I feel like I haven't seen people for months on end.
Ouf!
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