
( then you have one and a half hours)
I sit down and say..Je voudrais une verre du vin rouge. Volia, the wine comes and the first thing I do is spill it. Typical. It was nice sitting there in the winter sun with the locals downing their espressos, smoking their cigarettes.
Lots of teens hanging out with nothing to do.
I so want to have steak tartare / steak hache here. It is their speciality...and I love it, but am not eating meat.
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