You cannot say you have been in France till you suffer a strike. French love to demonstrate and complain about anything... and they get to stop a city like Paris.
But I love it
It was the perfect excuse to wake up late, have a coffee in Starbucks and walk to the Office.
Luckily it was one of those mornings with no clouds and the one hour walk au bord de la Seine was absolutely wonderful :)
This time I manage to see Notre Dame (in the distance), the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower...
So... OLE for the strikers cause they made my morning (even though I don't agree at all with their complaints..)
3 comentarios:
Tiiiiiia!! menudo morrazo, seguro que te has ido a trabajar? no nos estarás engañando,no?
Yo estoy superliada y acabo de empezar el curso... Noticias: me voy a poner a trabajar por las tardes en una pequeña empresa para seleccionar personal!!!! aunque solo es una beca, me pagan poco y no voy a tener tiempo para respirar... estoy contenta!!
Besos.
Uf!Q envidia...Yo tb tengo huelga xo sigo teniendo q madrugar...Vamos,q en mi facultad se hace al modo oriental.Disfruta tu q puedes,q t lo has ganado!besos
y cómo lleváis in situ lo de Sarkozy?
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