
Do you remember your first trip? Not the one you made at 5 years old with your parents to the East Coast of the United States. I mean the first time you traveled alone!? The great adventure. In 1991, I was a 21-years-old student. I went to Europe. Not because I wanted to visit all the great capitals, but because I wanted love... I wanted Marie-Ève Bernard.
A sun-drenched, bittersweet journey of youthful exploration and the intoxicating thrill of first love. It captures the feeling of endless summer nights and the hopeful, naive pursuit of connection across a continent.















