May 17, 2012 by raluca
Rimbaud, Le Bateau Ivre:
RO: Pe terasa smoker-friendly a restaurantului nostru preferat, tipic parizian de altfel, numit Le Golfe de Naples :D (adica golful din Napoli):
EN: On the smoker friendly terrace of our favourite typically Parisian restaurant, called Le Golfe de Naples :D (aka The Gulf of Naples):
RO: La cererea publicului (adica a mamei mele :D), imi fac curaj sa postez in sfarsit cateva poze din Paris, unde am fost spre sfarsitul lui aprilie cu sotul meu, care a si facut fotografiile. (Si eu, si el mai fusesem la Paris, ocazie cu care am vizitat obiectivele turistice regulamentare, de aceea acum planuiam sa ne bucuram pur si simplu de oras).
Nu am fost foarte motivata sa public pozele pentru ca vremea a fost destul de urata si foarte rece, astfel incat planurile de a-mi purta multele rochii pe care le-am avut in bagaj (sperand in sufletul meu de copil ca weather.com se insala totusi) au esuat lamentabil. Probabil am fost pedepsita pentru ca ma laudasem cu ceva vreme inainte ca nu voi mai purta ciorapi pana la toamna; ei bine, dupa cum se vede, am purtat ciorapi, ba chiar si – o, soarta cruda! – jeansi! (insa am refuzat sa ma las pozata in ei :D).
EN: As a result of popular demand (from my mom :D), I’ve finally braced myself to post some photos from Paris, where my husband and I went towards the end of April (my husband is the one who took all the photos. And he made me say it :D. Just kidding.). Both of us had been to Paris before and visited the usual landmarks, so this time we were simply planning to enjoy the city (hence the lack of major landmarks in these pics).
The reason why I haven’t been too eager to post these photos is because the weather was less than great and it was very cold (compared at least to the temperatures in Bucharest). This led to a complete failure of my plans to prance around Paris and let myself be photographed in the numerous (summery) dresses that I had brought along (in the childish hope that weather.com would be terribly mistaken). Oh well, looks like punishment for bragging about not wearing tights till autumn; as you can see, I did wear tights and – oh cruel fate! – even jeans! (but I refused to appear in photos while wearing them :D).