Saturday, May 26, 2018

Chaillot sky

After my stroll through the museum, I walked around the back side of the Palais de Chaillot and down toward the river. I hadn't been on the grounds in a long time and it was a nice walk.

A portion of the back side of the Palais de Chaillot.

I started thinking about lunch, and I had a small errand to run, so I headed toward the Bir-Hakeim bridge a little farther downstream to cross over to the Left Bank. As I passed an apartment building along the way, two well-dressed young women came out the front door. As they turned to head down the street, I heard one say to the other, "Bon ben, excuse-moi" (okay then, I'm sorry). The other replied sharply, "Je n'accepte pas tes excuses" (I do not accept your apology). They moved on rather quickly and out of earshot. A snippet of real life on the street.


  1. Let's make up stories about what she did that was unforgivable...

  2. At least the second one wasn't unforgiving enough not to use "tu", so there's that.


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