I have to start by talking about (quelle surprise) FASHION!!! I love the way people dress here. It's like a city full of Simons, only slightly unwashed and cigarett-ey. The women range from ridiculous "what real person would wear that??" couture, to sort of haphazard effortless chic. And always with the scarves.
Our adventures for the day included mass destruction - ink accidentally leaked onto bedsheets, a bowl shattered, and (most hilariously) the door handle of the washing machine BROKEN OFF COMPLETELY.... with Krista's clothing stuck inside...
Also, the streets are rowdy tonight as Parisians celebrate the summer solstice with a big, scattered, open-air music festival. Thunderous drum beats drew us into the street outside our apartment, and this is what we found:
A samba band! Naturally, we popped into the nearest corner store for some Heinekens before joining the throng of people parading along behind the drummers. As we walked, we noticed more bands on various street corners.
Sadly, once we finished our revelling it was back to the apartment for homework and blogging (and Father's Day phone calls!)
Also worth noting:
AND
WITH (!!!)
AN ACCORDION PLAYING MAN!!!
Cheers everyone :)
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