Bonjour France #5

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An open window, not mine.

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Crossing the Seine.

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It wouldn’t be Paris if not for the sharply-angled buildings, no ?

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Spotted some concrete sunbathers on our way to meet F.

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More of the Seine.

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A vegetable plot too ?

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A little break in the shade.

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The boys told me there used to be little boats on the water.

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It was perfect weather for reading under the sun, and apparently a stroll too for a little feathered someone.

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Hrrrmph !

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I think I will take industrial-sized bottles of Nutella anyday over mayonaise.

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We met a friend on our way to the péniche.

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Fret not, he was not drinking Rosé.

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The little rabbit in many a metropolitan recollection of the French childhood.

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Wooden panels, a gramophone and smartly-suited waiters… what’s more, it opens till late.

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Waiting…

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… then we chanced upon a late night surprise while changing trains.

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