Just before flying out of Boston for Paris for a three week vacation/adventure, I decided to get a haircut in nearby Seekonk. After about 3 minutes of snipping, my barber says, “Oh my God, I have such a wicked sore throat! I can’t get sick.”
Nor can I.
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Michael Stevenson, aka Dai Bando, Johnny Foreigner, Monsieur Pas De Merde, is a blogger of French and British culture. His blogs "Pas De Merde" and "The Hobbledehoy" have been called "marvelous" by some, and "meh" by others.
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I am glad you got to Paris healthy! Have a great time.
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