Our report starts at Airport Charles de Gaulle, where our world Traveller and his Papa arrived after a three hour drive. Here is the hero already with the "child traveling alone poor thing" envelope. The boys went to have a bite to eat before giving themselves up to the sure hands of the British Airway. And found a moment to send this photo by the sms:
Next piece of information came in the form of a video:
the voyager is about to be handed over to the customs, he is nervous but excited
(for video click on the above line)
Inconsolable papa was forced to leave the child and the airport and head on for another three hour drive - home.
a couple of hours of nervous pacing brought the expected result = Manya sent us this happy face, that emerged on the other side of a Channel :
SAFE AND SOUND!! Bursting with energy and young appetite
(click on previous line for a video proof)
Well, First Aid was administered in the shape of a FRESH DONUT:
The main treatment was waiting for him two hours later in the vicinity of Manya's home in the Indian restaurant down the Bloomsbury district - isn't that a face of a content man?:
Three minutes later came this mind blowing picture:
I WISH HE ATE LIKE THAT AT HOME!!! SHOULD I SWITCH TO INDIAN COUSINE OR FEED HIM AT 9 PM every day?
Half an hour later - the boys is still hungry !
Both kids are happy with each other and watching a cartoon... Life is fantastic, unpredictable, wild!
