Walking through the oppressive, heavy fog in La défense this morning (which, unsurprisingly, does not photograph particularly well), I found myself giving in to a creeping feeling of sadness; sadness that the very welcome period of rest was over, sadness that my stint of lazy days with the Purrito was now very much at an …
The weekend before last’s trip to Brussels (yes, I am behind) for their version of the marché de noël featured a significant amount of wandering, the consumption of copious quantities of hardly-healthy food that still somehow was tailored to each of our dietary needs (read: the Purrito tackled the sausages while I consumed an unholy number …
The Purrito joined me for lunch in La Défense yesterday, and we were (quite unsurprisingly) distracted by the animals that were present as part of the marché de nöel. Aside to the market overseers: you may want to have a native or at least advanced Anglophone take a look through your music playlist; this sounds …
Fezzik In Paris 