You are counting the weeks, the days, soon you’ll be counting hours. You are done, you have a one tracked mind, you are obsessed, you become sleepless, you are tired during the day, foul mood is what suites you best. But then, even if your nights get shorter, even if you think more and more about fish, you’ll be happyer, you’ll be in a better mmd, opening day will come soon and nothing else will really matter. Since I’m mean, here’s for you: March Brown on River Dordogne, France. How many days before opening day, again ?