I was in Elsass for a few days, and stayed at a friend's. We fought all the time, which never happened during those last 7 years.
On the 25th, I went to my grandparents'. I was all the more reluctant as they're often telling me how surprised they are I didn't end up being a cashier (yeah, well, I have a Master Degree), and how lucky I am to work on shitty translations.
Actually it was pretty nice as they ignored me, while I was surprised my cousins remembered me from 2 years ago, and even asked me about Berlin.
I ended up taking lots of pictures to get away from the atmosphere, but ended up crying anyway.
My aunt and her guy are great though.
