Hello Ireland, this is your “Parisian” contingent calling. More bewildered, unstylish and pale than is usually envisioned when this citizenship is mentioned, but I’m the closest you’re going to get at this point – The others are on strike.
Posts Tagged ‘ Paris ’
They say that French is the language of love. Well let me be the first to tell you, it’s also the language of total confusion! For most people, flirting is difficult enough in their own language. It’s ever harder in your second language, especially when you have yet to grasp the linguistic nuances and cultural specifics of human interaction.
Following on from the events of my last two posts, I decided it was high time that I tried out the lesbian scene in Paris. So a couple of weeks ago I hopped the TGV to civilization to meet a couple of friends and check out the bars.