That plonker the Tart lets hang around her left his wallet open.
Quick smart things got very Oui Oui bad.
Then the plonker caught up with me and made me go for a job interview.
The utter Bast@#$.
Landed at 2:30pm found the hotel at 4:30pm. The taxis driver gave us the standard tour around Paris to our hotel. Hence the few undercover photos of Paris’s more unknown tourist attractions. At 6:30 pm we ventured into the heart of the beast “Le Metro”. If it wasnt for the trail of bread crumbs left behind we probably would never have surfaced alive. This is not a 2...
Oui Oui mon amies Inspector Clouseau failed and I got in without even the whiff of a rubber glove.
I think the 34 hours travelling without having a shower gave me that European sheik unkempt look and aroma which confused them greatly
Grand Hotel Dore
