“And I would like us to raise our glasses to this brave man who is going into exile in the land of the Rising Sun! To Leo!" Frank says, nearly spilling half of his whiskey as he lifts it above his head.
The evening is still in its infancy, but my friend is apparently not having his first drink. It’s, therefore, no use to point out to him that the country of the Rising Sun is Japan, and that I'm going to settle in China.
I'm not leaving France for two weeks, but we're already celebrating my departure. I'm going to have a lot to sort out in the next few days, so when my best friend came up with the idea for this party, I preferred not to wait until the last moment. It also left him a little less time to prepare silly stuff like a movie about my life to this day, with only the worst shots o
