Tonight, a friend from New York wrote me: "On this night, all gates from heaven are open." I'm not sure why this night is different from all others nights, but I'm quite sure that this stay in Glion will be different from all other stays here.
Hostellerie de Caux in Caux is closed, the place where I ate the best goat cheese fondue in the world, where I spent several romantic evenings, where I tasted the bittersweet taste of happiness and hubris, this place is for sale. "L'ETABLISSEMENT EST A VENDRE," is written on its site. I'm inconsolable.