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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Pieplate said yesterday...We'll be in Paris in quinze jours, and we're hoping that the temperatures will be up a bit.
one of the first sentences you learn is,
"La plume de ma tante est sur la table..."
Well long ago it used to be so.
"Il fait beau"
The weather is fine.
This trip in Paris, il fait FROID!
Il pluie! ! !
B E A U C O U P !
It also used to be that starving artists in Paris...
(something I can't claim to be for sure)
Would now and then throw themselves out the windows of their unheated garrets...
(something I'm not about to do for sure!)
But I surely wish I'd brought my long johns (if I had any...)
La Louvre is nicely heated by the way..
Inside anyway...
Mustn't grumble about Paris grey skies...
After all I AM in Paris.
Now repeat after me:
"La plume de ma tante est sur la table."
The weather is fine.
This trip in Paris, il fait FROID!
Il pluie! ! !
B E A U C O U P !
It also used to be that starving artists in Paris...
(something I can't claim to be for sure)
Would now and then throw themselves out the windows of their unheated garrets...
(something I'm not about to do for sure!)
But I surely wish I'd brought my long johns (if I had any...)
La Louvre is nicely heated by the way..
Inside anyway...
Mustn't grumble about Paris grey skies...
After all I AM in Paris.
Now repeat after me:
"La plume de ma tante est sur la table."
Labels: architecture, Louvre, Paris grey skies, paris rain
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