A Great Day in Paris
(Or not!)
As I stepped off the plane I felt the warm gush of air arrive upon me. My french friend Aimee came out beside me. "Isn't it superb!" she said in her French accent. " France is always like this."
" Cool!" I exclaimed "Lets call a taxi."
"No no that lady over there, Miss Wenger, will tell us the way to the Eiffel Tower." explained Aimee pointing to a lady in black. Miss Wenger asked "How can I help you?"
"We would like to know the way to the Eiffel Tower."
"Ha, you are on the wrong side of France for that mes petites ."
(Or not!)
As I stepped off the plane I felt the warm gush of air arrive upon me. My french friend Aimee came out beside me. "Isn't it superb!" she said in her French accent. " France is always like this."
" Cool!" I exclaimed "Lets call a taxi."
"No no that lady over there, Miss Wenger, will tell us the way to the Eiffel Tower." explained Aimee pointing to a lady in black. Miss Wenger asked "How can I help you?"
"We would like to know the way to the Eiffel Tower."
"Ha, you are on the wrong side of France for that mes petites ."