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| Mono Lisa in Paris |
I was in Paris
in my young days and was living the fashionable Parisian street life with the rest of my
class mates then. My visit to Paris in 1982 was different, it included trips to all the art galleries and all the areas where only adults went!! I watched with amusement, all my young in experienced class mates with their high heels, in
discomfort pulling their overloaded suitcases up and down the stairs to reach
the underground metro system. My gap year had taught
me a lot about travelling!!
The most member able occasion of my visit to Paris was when
one evening a friend of mine from London who was on a business trip in Milan, changed his
return flight back to London via Paris; picked me up from my hotel for a beautiful evening dinner
in Paris ; safely delivered me back at my hotel door and then caught his flight from Paris in the early hours of the following morning. The following day at 9 in the morning, he rang from his London office
and found that I was still in my bed catching up with my sleep from the night
before!!! “The lady loves milk tray”, advert came to my mind and I had a
smile on my face for the rest of the day; unable to explain to my young fellow students
of my previous night experience on the tiles?
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