a typical day : after class we went into a mosque a couple metro stops away.
it's open for visitors, but only the true church-goers are allowed in the prayer room.
so i heard that macdonalds is better in france
. . . it's not.
and when we came out of the metro by the bhv, we saw flashing lights and a crowd of people, around this guy:
we didn't know who he was, but i took a picture of him anyway. he's a designer.
in case anyone is wondering, i have two weeks left. two weeks left til i'm back in the states, eating peanut butter, chocolate chip cookies, drinking american milk, speaking english on the streets, and having no qualms about not being an e.u. citizen.
We want to live and relish every millisecond with you for the next two weeks. So, do a lot, see a lot, share a lot, so we can share all the ketchup, mustard and relish your experience has to offer. It's very fun to enjoy your joy with you.
ReplyDeleteNow that would have been quite a sight - the mosque you say - no Rachel inside a McDonalds EATING SOMETHING!!! P.S. - I started a post about dad a few days ago and just posted it so take time to see how great your dad is by scrolling down a little bit.
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