Futur sucks

Futur sucks
What it used to be before our cellular lives

mardi 11 août 2015

Vegas Baby.

So our trip to the "States" is coming to its end and our last step is in a place called "Las Vegas" - "a place called "Las Vegas", as if I just discovered gambling and alcohol, and sex and... Oh wait. I just discovered that. Hum. Anyway. - and we arrived something like two minutes ago and are staying in an hôtel that looks like some "fake cinematic reconstruction" of Paris with things written in French on the walls and inside windows and a blue sky lightened by almost dead lights and tourists asking the staff whether they speak french of Chinese, which is quite funny because most of the time, they "only" speak english and spanish and so both the staff and the tourists seem to be a bit lost. 
Anyway, Vegas seems to be the only place in the world in which a "restroom selfie" can look cool -or at least not ridiculous- and I'm just realizing that those last posts have been written more than shown -too many words and letters, not enough pictures- so here're some pictures, taken now three minutes ago.







Hope you're okay with this all "back to school thing ",
Lélo.