Moment

tete-a-tete

I remember this moment, caught by my little contax. It was a cold spring evening and we were out having a drink before the exams. We eschewed the crowded clubs in favour of a little French brasserie, near the old quarter. We ordered our beers, it is still Denmark, got warm and chatted till the shutters came down. The French speaking Danish owner allowed us to stay on and even gave us a round on the house. Yanis and Steph began talking fondly about their hometown, Lyon, and soon the conversation trailed off into French. They had this look of fondness in their eyes, as they glanced at each other, as if to confirm their experiences of home. It was just a split second's glance, but it said so much.