Premiere Classe Chelles
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Midnight in Paris
... I found myself disappointed with having accidentally ordered a steamed milk. Lait chaud a vanille; it's an honest mistake. Swallowing my ego, I "also" ordered a cappuccino. The server asked, "Also?" and brought me a second glass of water as well, assuming I was ordering for a guest. I spent the rest of the morning wandering down Rue de la siene, which is filled with local art galleries. While I can never afford a piece from am ...
OMG I'm in Paris! (oh em gee I'm in Paree)
... lighting, pretty girls, can can dancers and lots and lots of boobs. I couldn't take any pictures inside the moulin rouge for obvious reasons. Afterwards almost our entire tour group went to the bar next door called O'Sullivans which was extremely fun. I am having so much fun and am completely overwhelmed in Paris. There is still much more to tell but no enough time/not enough motivation to write now. Off to Bordeaux for one night then Barcelona for two nights. Until next ...
La Vague de Froid--The Cold Wave and the SDFs
... near their apartment. I am not sure who is dropping off the quilts, but it looks to be an organized effort.
No city I've ever visited seems to be immune to the homeless, but it is heartening that this year the government and the Parisians seem to be making a real effort to protect them from this season's wickedly cold wrath. Sarkozy may weather this particular storm better than most.
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Paris à trabalho
... bolsas para alunos de graduação obterem duplo diploma.
Estou entrando em crise: de um lado estou cheia de ofertas de bolsas para alunos e por outro, tenho alunos que não aceitam estas ofertas. Ai meu Deus!
As reuniões terminaram cedo e às 18:30h encontrei minha mãe em frente à catedral de Notre Dame.
Afinal de contas foi o primeiro (e único) fim de tarde livre em Paris.
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From London to Paris
... visit to London was over. After a 2 and half hour train ride, we arrived in Paris. The station reeked, people were pushy, and no one spoke English so we got lost. Not the best start. Soon a nice man from Montreal was able to help us buy tickets and get on our way. An hour later we to the apartment were renting and I was too tired to get back out. I stayed in while my mom walked around near by where there is a busy street fill of markets. She brought dinner, we ate and went to ...