The content of this post is an adaptation of an original text written by Guy Laliberté.

I spent the weekend in Moscow and, like all my other times there, the weather wasn’t that great. So I stayed at the hotel and treated myself to life’s little pleasures: good food, a few massages, a few workouts, some movies, putting my paperwork in order… But my head was so filled to the brim with everything I learned in the last days that I went to bed late. I just couldn’t fall asleep.

On Sunday, I simply shut off my phone, something I’ve never done since the beginning of my training. Well okay, I did answer, but only when my partner or Renée-Claude called… and, in her case, it was just to get a phone number from me!

The film crew was with me and I had to throw them out of my room—they just wouldn’t leave otherwise! But can you blame them? They’re so enthusiastic about the Poetic Social Mission. ;-)

And to think I could have done all this in Star City! But it did me good to take it easy for an entire day (well, almost).

The sun finally appeared for a brief 15 minutes late Sunday afternoon. Will I one day enjoy a cloudless weekend in Moscow? To be continued… next week!