10 April 2009
Minh called me a Friday morning when I was in office. He was in Paris since a few days, passing night at Fontainebleau with his friend, and day sightseeing Paris. He wanted to visit us tomorrow afternoon. I told him that we could even meet sooner in a café after work. He agreed and told that he would call me in the evening.
After having dinner, I went out to see him in a café just behind the Fountain Saint Michel. Different to what I had imagined before coming, Minh and his friends were sitting inside. It was a beautiful café with relatively luxury decoration, armchairs in rattan, tables covered in glass and rimmed by brass.