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An attractive
bakery on the rue de la Croix Nivert, across from Banani, a good Indian
resto. This bakery stayed open until
almost 9PM! Intensely blue
flowers in the Palm tree by
the lake in the The Medici
Fountain in the |
The day before
yesterday, we met a Romanian house painter in a park. He was a sweet guy, but quite drunk. He spoke 5 or 6 different languages, all
badly. He swore that he loves Speaking of
vacation, George Bush, the man who once said the French don’t have a word for
“entrepreneur,” is making the newspapers here because of the way he is going
about his vacation, ignoring Cindy Sheehan, the mother of a dead American
soldier. The French
media also covered the landing of the Discovery, in great detail. The French are very interested in space,
and in satellites. Every day, it
seems, there is at least one story in the paper concerning satellites. Today’s was about Globecast, an affiliate
of France Telecom, cutting the broadcast signal for a Hezbollah Shiite Libyan
TV channel from Globecast’s Hispasat and Asiasat satellites. That means no more terrorist-sympathizing
broadcasts for this channel in Asia and The request
that the signal be cut was made by the People in the The latest
commercial disaster to hit Such is life in
the EU. Have you ever wondered who
would be king of But alas the
royalty is gone and their palace, the Recent
conversation in French with French waiter, translated for your convenience
and comprehension: Waiter: What country do you come from? Me: My two friends here come from Waiter: Americans!
Me: I don’t like George Bush. Waiter: I don’t either. I mean, his brother, he is, what do you
call it . . . . Me: Oh.
Jeb Bush. He is governor of Waiter: Me, too.
Yes, Jeb Bush! I don’t like
him. (Big Smile.) What will you have? Me: Please, one Niçoise salad. Waiter,
smiling: What good French you
speak! Me: Thank you.
And a glass of Sancerre, white, please. Waiter:
Very good. Recent
conversation with two elderly, confused French tourists, translated for your
convenience: Woman: Madam, please, excuse me for disturbing
you, but we are looking for the Bateaux Parisienne for dining. They told us to take the Grenelle bridge
halfway, down the stairs to the left, and it would be there. Me (as I climb
the stairs to the bridge at the end of the Allée aux Cygnes): Normally, the boat is right there (pointing
to a little platform with steps down to the water). But not now. I don’t know why. Man: Oh good. Woman: Thank you, madam. Thank you very much! And thank you for your time. Me: It’s nothing. The woman and
man descend the steps and wait by the little platform with steps. I sure hope the boat was on its way back. |