Arrival in Paris
It's the 29th of October and I farewell Marc and take the TGV to Paris. Arriving there, I get a call from Loni on mobile who gives me advice on the best Metro stop to get off and which exit to take. She waits for me there . We leave from Goncourt station and make our way to her apartment just a few streets away in the 10th arrondisement.
Loni is pleased I'm visiting; she's bought bread, cheese and bubbles to celebrate:
On tasting, we discover the cheap bubbly is not champagne; no it's not even sparkling wine: it's fizzy apple cider! I soon learn to my surprise that Loni can barely understand a lick of French and speaks even less.
We're soon out the door again to enjoy the last hours of daylight. I snap a few sunsets near her place - they're all blurry though:...but never mind, I took many more. I will be uploading uploading lots in the coming month. I'm sacrificing social outings to spend more time at the PC for this purpose. Promise!
Loni is pleased I'm visiting; she's bought bread, cheese and bubbles to celebrate:
On tasting, we discover the cheap bubbly is not champagne; no it's not even sparkling wine: it's fizzy apple cider! I soon learn to my surprise that Loni can barely understand a lick of French and speaks even less.
We're soon out the door again to enjoy the last hours of daylight. I snap a few sunsets near her place - they're all blurry though:...but never mind, I took many more. I will be uploading uploading lots in the coming month. I'm sacrificing social outings to spend more time at the PC for this purpose. Promise!
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