Insanoğlu bu evrende zerre bile değilken, dünyanın kendi etrafında döndüğüne inanır. Kibirli, nankör ve vicdansız bir varlıktır.. Peki ya bir gün, o çok güvendiği mal varlığı, konumu ve adı yerle bir olursa ? Kırdığı kalplerin, yediği hakların yükü altında ezilmeye mahkumdur işte o gün ademoğlu. Er ya da geç.. Şüphesiz ki Tanrı en adil olandır.
Une très belle journée en 🔵⚪🔴avec les filles
2ème étoiles 🌟🌟
20 ans après le revivre avec ma fille ❤ énorme
@strasbourg_eurometropole @alsace @france @championsdumonde
European Journey Day One:
We started our journey to Europe today, pretty full of optimism and naively unrealistic expectations of the amount of sleep we would get. The eight-hour direct flight from Orlando to Paris was seamless, except for the Tasmanian devil-child screaming two rows behind us for the entire flight. The most stunning, magenta sun appeared around two in the morning, which made up for the lack of shut-eye with a once in a lifetime view. We landed in Paris, where we met the the finest and most energetic six-year-old ginger just freshly back from his Disney vacation, Joseph. Being led through the streets of Paris by him and his welcoming mother outshined any walking tour we could have booked. To end our transits of the day, we arrived at the Paris Gard De L’est, where we were kindly greeted with a two hour train delay, pay-to-use bathrooms, and one bag of Cheetos to share in the sweltering heat. Once we finally arrived safely in Strasbourg, the celebration of France’s World Cup win was in full swing. There was no other choice but to quickly delve into the festivities, chanting like a local and high-fiving every stranger we passed. I have not yet decided if this is the longest or quickest twenty-four hours of my life. We are exhausted on a bright orange pull-out couch, ready for tomorrow’s adventures. Already in love - viva la France!