Thursday, April 20, 2006FROM TARTU TO TALLINN, on the way to ParisIt was quiet and dark when the alarm went off. I laid in bed a few minutes, thinking about all the things that might go wrong between my hotel here in Tartu this morning and the hotel in Paris where I'm supposed to meet my hosts for dinner; Francoise, the festival director, Philippe a cameraman and... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Cynthia at 4:53 AM Comments (4) (link) |
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