This is a story about a weekend of a girl...a girl living in France...a girl who recently has been submereged dans la merde...a girl whose string of recent disasters [caused both by her own maladroit actions and by uncontrollable forces] could be visualized as a cartoon character, hovered by an ominous, unforgivable cloud...or be classified as Pink-Panther-esque...the Pink Panther with Peter Sellers (not that Steve Martin merde) due to her clumsy nature. So, this girl had enough and was ready to curl up in her the metaphorical womb of her room and recoil from the world, and force herself to study for the GRE...but this girl's uneventful plans were then intercepted by friends, beer and travelling [but above all, friends]. It all started in Forbach (the town where the girl lives) with a couple of beers, Lisanne, her guest Johannes, nature and posed photography: 
