I am back from what the British call a mini break in Pareeeee with her husband, daughter and grandparents who had just got this weekend for their birthday.
time forgiving in the sense that it did not rain even though it was a bastard with a cold wind gelidissimo. I decided, inter alia, that force will stay for a summer in Paris in person to dispel the myth of the hot summer paragine, does not believe anyone, any time I'm in Paris dying of frost. It will be like London, its a hot summer for the English, for us Italians a pleasant warmth of late spring.
Flight on time but also moving fast because I always choose Easy Jet, which besides being very cheap part from Linate (forty minutes from home) and arrives at Orly airport (15 minutes from central Paris) and Malpensa or Bergamo which are so whether flutter is in fact just a weekend away. The hotel
always nice, always go in the usual small but decent hotel in the Latin Quarter, a short walk from the subway, a short walk from restaurants, clubs, shops, etc.. Ceci
The whole content and happy, his first flight, is enhanced at the start, play and read a little book, after two hours from landing we communicate these great chills. In fact it's cold but is covered .. mom ... I'm cold shivers down the Champs Elysées ... instead of entering into the largest Sephora store to get some 'tricks of Urban Decay by the pharmacy, take a thermometer I sit in a cafe and we measure the temperature.
Trenottoedue.
Putain de merde! Here's what we thought and I rock in all the languages \u200b\u200bwe know. Robbed the pharmacy, I was just behind the painkillers for his ear infection, which fortunately did not wake up in the air (strange but true) but for two days I took with me the medicine cabinet ...
Patience. It 'happened. Today I heard that because of cloud break balls in the Icelandic Flights from France have all been canceled. Think of a child of 4 years with fever of 38.5 to run for an airport in the arms of two exhausted parents who do not make it longer keep sti sixteen pounds of baby in the shoulder and can not wait to go home.
Here, the thought of the canceled flight, I felt lucky. In fact, lucky!
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