Well the blogo has been very quiet for a few days, I see that some of you went on holidays =)
To tell the truth, I can’t wait until the end of July, when Paris becomes so empty that I could picnic in the middle of the boulevard Montparnasse without being disturbed by a car. This period seems a little bit unreal, you feel like it’s the day after a disaster and you are the only survivor. When you hear a voice, it’s a foreign language, if you take the subway you can even sit down and you don’t have to wait in line to eat outside. If the first two weeks often provoke some kind of ecstasy in me, the 2 last ones sometimes give the impression of being the last Caliméro, the one who didn’t go visit exotic places, while I see all my friends return with an awesome tan. At the moment, we haven’t decided on what we were going to do this summer. We are always deciding at the last minute. What about you? Where are you going?