After a week of rain and flooding, the sun broke out on Thursday at last to coincide with the opening of the Impulstanz festival took place in the Burgtheater.
L’anglaise aux beaux yeux au Jardin des Plantes.Je vous ai dit que le Jardin des Plantes c’était un de mes répares preferés à Paris.
Just after I finished Lapinthrope, I took some time out to go to some shows and had planned to write some reviews.
French is such a beautiful language that as much pleasure as it creates to hear it spoken well, so much pain it creates to hear it spoken badly.
Anna Hein, Valèrie Simphal, Xavier Perrez – rue Mouffetard.
Deux photos de Valèrie Simphal, 5 mars 2005.
France is not doing very well these days. Prices have rocketed sky-high despite wages staying more or less in the same place. One of the problems is the 35 hour work week. On my trip to Basque country I rode the train with a woman who works in a large Belgian bank as upper middle management. She can’t get her whole staff together for a meeting anymore as there is always someone who is not at work. The 35 hours week legislation even allows workers to set their own hours! Frankly, thirty-five hours is not enough time to do a full-time job, especially on the clock. Between arriving and leaving and lunching and coffee, there isn’t much time left to work.
Every day here in Paris, I miss my Wienerwald (Vienna woods).