I indulged in my first French Crepe today and it was super good. Beats Belgian waffles anyday. I ordered the crepe with chocolat and coco. That translates to a crepe with Nutella and coconut sprinkled inside. I cost me 4 euro but what makes it worse is that there was a crepe stand not 100 yards further offering them for half the price. Oh well.
I also visited my second running exposition in the last two weeks. It turns out Paris is hosting their own half marathon tomorrow. Had I been more atune to the goings-on here in France I would have planned accordingly and participated in both. This one had much better shirts too. Again, oh well.
My friend Phil, you know Phil from work, had the nerve to refer to Edith Piaf as a "Jezebel" in his comment to my last entry. I say this to my "friend" Phil. I don't know if she was or she wasn't but she had some pipes fella. I'm not even sure what that means anyway. I guess I'll ask your mother the next time we rendezvous.
I will travel back to Brussels by train tomorrow for I head back to reality on Monday. A good journey it has been Yoda might say. Can't stay in LaLa Land forever.
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