Paris, near London

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Posted 28 Nov 2008 in Journeys

malias

There’s something about Paris that makes me not want to avoid cliches.

Arriving in Austria I immediately saw a mountain village, in Romania gypsies with a horse and cart, in Turkey a mosque and in Syria a man wearing a red and white checked headscarf.  It felt like I was winning at stereotype bingo.

Lunch in a Parisain cafe is fine with me.


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