Chaque camps a sa candidate, la droite avec MAM et la gauche avec SEGO… au jour d’aujourd’hui celle qui a le plus de chance d’aller au moins en finale c’est SEGO mais bon on ne sait jamais.
Ca serait sympa une femme présidente non?
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Respect to NBC japanese tourists recently suffer from the “Paris syndrome”. Basically these japanese tourists got a idillyc view of Paris and its inhabitants and get very disappointed because of the rudeness of Paris, transportation, people, etc…
So are we too rude or are they oversensitive????
First is: I am tired of this question ;-)
2nd: there are many Paris, I mean the touristical city (Le Louvre, le Sacré Coeur, le Chateau de Versailles, etc…), the business Paris (definitly a tourist should not try the metro ligne 1 at 8:00am when this lign is overloaded but all the people going to work in La Defense: you can trust me, there is not that much smile in the people face…). The 2 cities are the same but the first one is more happy and smilly face that the second one.
Last of all, never heard of this story in the French news!
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Première fois que je vois ca dans une station service (porte d’Orléans pour info): une pompe verte. C’est le poteau bleu ciel avec du blé vert à la base qui m’a interloquer…. pas vraiment l’image de Total non?
Mes Compatriots, comments je les manque!
Un peu, Beaucoup, Passionément, à la folie, pas de tout….
Here are a few reasons, for your viewing pleasure…….
Enjoy!!!
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avec la Concorde en bleu Klein.
Je n’étais pas là alors j’ai été cherché la photo dans flickr (Merci à Ania ?). Du coup j’ai pas vu non plus Paris la nuit de la nuit blanche… seulement entendu le buzz et en particulier la place de la Concorde.
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Pour la porte de Vanves, je prendrais une photo dans une semaine: à la place de ce mur de ferraille: un beau mur de beton tout neuf et dans un an on est dans un tunnel!
Comment peut-on trouver terrain à vendre? J’ai trouver cet web-site boisonconcept pour la nouvelle construction…mais le terrain?????
Approximate location of the below-mentioned incident.
Ah well, I might as well “spill” it.
Saturday night, ya know, during that mad rainstorm, I met a friend at the Fontaine St. Michel. As the water was pouring down through the awning we were standing under we decided to make a run for a cafe around the corner as soon as the rain lightened up.
It did. We ran.
About three quarters around the fountain I realized I was taking the corner too sharp in my kitten heels (with water gushing inside them as well, mind you) and promptly my legs slid out under me to the right. I landed with my entire left side in a puddle, my bag was in a puddle as well. I jumped up (or at least I remember it being fast) and hobbled after my friend who, wearing sensible shoes, managed the corner better than the Cool Running team.
While I was worried (or rather hoping) that I’d get a mad bruise, I was also very conscious that I had just applied water-soluble liquid eyeliner 30 minutes before, which, in the rain, and following the spill was rushing down my face like hhmm, the water in the St. Michel fountain. I looked like a wet raccoon.
Didn’t ya hear, that’s the hottest new thing straight from Fashion Week.
