I dream in French
Friday, March 26, 2010Chased down and round by a Belgium foodstall car, much like the White Lady trailer. Marie, of Alliance Française, sells me a cheese bun, but not the burnt one I wanted (le Tourteau Fromagé, uniquely of the Poitou Charente region in France).
There was also an African dance class in the grand park, underneath a huge tree with a large lake to one side. All of this bringing memories of my French stay, oh so long ago.
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