So my friend Laure headed back to Paris today.
{But you can be proud of me if you like,
because I saw her off at the train station...
& I didn't even cry!!}
We had a fabulous visit the few days she was here.
But the only problem?
I wanted to take her to my favourite café
{you may remember it from this E & me post...}
which is located in a perfect spot in the vielle ville {= old town},
but I discovered that at the moment,
it's only open Friday, Saturday & Sunday.
Pfffffffffft.
OK, I know it's the off-season & that's why half the cafés & restos
in the touristy part of town are closed, but still....
I had a petit temper tantrum.
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| See? Crossed arms + pout = cranky me. |
They do great hot chocolate in there. I rarely stop when I'm in Annecy, but it is indeed a lovely place to take visitors. I think you should yell "bof" and do some more "pfffft"ing next time you walk past and it's open. :)
ReplyDeleteAwww ... there, there, Em!
ReplyDeleteYou probably learned the "not crying when you say good-bye" thing from me. I'm very stoic.
ReplyDeleteToo bad about the café. You do look very cranky about it, but in a stylish way :)
xo