Hello world, I´m still alive! :-) But yesterday and today are like black holes in my mind. As for today I went to Sam´s grave on Cimétiere Montparnasse, where I sat on a bench like a homeless, talking to alternatly him or his neighbors, le Général Aupick, his wife and strpson Charles Baudelaire about this day, having a 3 ltr. bottlle w/a mix of Osbourne bramndy and Fanta with me as warmer and only nourishment.It was feeling temps. like -4C, but I sat there, clochard like, from like lunchtime till it was dark. My only chance since my Grandma´s grave is near H.town, 500 or so, miles away.No yummy christmas cake and coffee for me, but an exercitium. Bet my confession father would not approve such one. But as the saying is; chacun a sa facon! Laters Pilgrim...and I promise to post more often again. Take my word!