One day I want to become a writer, and artist, an editor. I have traveled so much with my parents and my brothers that they are my closest friends and sometimes I wonder if I can actually say I come from any certain country. I love food so much that I think of countries according to the dishes they serve. And also, I am sharing my life with you.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Recuperating


After two nights in a row of going out on the town I think recuperation is needed. Especially for the voice that is now lost from the experience of 'Le Caveau des Oubliettes'.



This little Jazz bar says everything in the title. An old little room heats you up from the cold winter air and serves you a good beer before you are sent down some dodgy steps to what seems like Dracula's cavern. What we found there? An amazing little set up, bar on the left and music area on the right where a live band blasts a couple of righteous jazz tunes, set with the complete solos of every instrument and an amazing vocalist. In any case, the loss of my voice? A tiny set back to an amazing musical treat.

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