I know it’s been quite some time since I posted, but I have been traveling quite a bit and don’t have a wee laptop. There are a few pics from the trip through Copenhagen which I’ll get up soon.
Søren and I got along like a house on fire, but I could barely make out a word he said in Danish. The nicest moments were standing across the street from Tivoli in the square watching the lights, the wee street performers, and the strange garbage statues in the shapes of crumpled tin cans and cigarette butts. Why?
Even in Paris gnomes are persecuted:
http://www.parisdailyphoto.com/
Whatever happened to liberte, egalite, et fraternite?
What a terrible photo! I assure you that this, like most bad behaviour, represents a wee percentage of the French population.
I just spent a good deal of time with some Parisians in Copenhagen and they were lovely. They do smoke a lot and my tunic did smell after an evening in a little jazz bar.