Our family has been living in South East Asia for almost 7 years, and each time we travel back to France, I realize how our environment has been shaping my spirits: Sri Lanka, Thailand, Cambodia have a round kind of alphabet, nothing sharp like our A, V, Z or W. There is something smooth in the sweet fragrances of the incense sticks in the streets, the welcoming smiles … Continue reading Reverse Culture shock: what Paris’ edges are telling me