Alright, my crap French has failed me meaning, I can't quite do all my post titles in the theme. Anyway, it might be "il pleut", but I can't quite remember.
So it's raining. I left the Louvre and it was pitching it down. A rather genial Algerian tried to pick me up, I'm sure the Vol-in-Law will be relieved to know that I wasn't tempted.
Nacer, the Algerian, upon finding out that I was married, informed me it was normal to want to experience new people, to experiment.
"Yeah, in France." I said.
1 comment:
Well, you were in France! Lol.
Post a Comment