Thursday, 28 June 2007

Paris VII - Edgar Quinet Market

We had a fight one morning and the woman ran away from 'home'.

I found the woman in Edgar Quinet Market, near our hotel.

It is an ordinary market but somehow I quite like the local feel rather than other tourist places.

There were a few 'special' people turned up in the market. French humour I guess?

Damn retarded.

Tried the paella in the market, not up to the expectation though.

1 comment:

Nicole said...

Cool blog. I just had to tell you, I don't think 30 counts as middle age. If so, our life expectancy would be fifty, right? I'm 29, please don't tell me I have to start considering myself middle aged next year. :)