Unchanged vs changed
The morning wind at La Défence (guess what? I can type in French now) is as strong as I remembered it to be, and just as cold too. Yet there will always be the occasional passerby who dresses as though he/she takes pride in challenging the cold. Low-cut, sleeveless tops, bermudas, sandals - the kind of attire people wear in Singapore to avoid getting heat stroke.
Arriving at the train station, my senses picked up something familiar again. This time, it's the unpleasant odour of someone relieving himself at the dark corner in one of the many corridors. I wondered if anyone bothered to wash the place since the last time I came.
And as usual, I've forgotten to bring something with me to Paris, though this time it's quite an important item - my handphone charger. Still comtemplating whether to buy one here or to get my family to send it over via courier...
Some of my french colleagues have changed since the last time I came over. Most of the newcomers are quite young, rather close to my age. Almost seems like the company is trying to bring in fresh young minds.
I came over to France at a time when they're about to elect a new President. From what one of my colleagues told me, there is 1 candidate from each side of the wing. In a nutshell, the male candidate on the right wing is winning votes by a slight margin over the female from the left wing.
Allow me to sound a little intellectual as I digress to French politics.
It seems that my colleague isn't in favour of the rightist. She found him to be more extremist, less tolerant of the other races who wish to immigrate to France, and deemed that demonstrations will spring up everywhere were he to be elected President this coming Sunday, 8 pm Paris time.
At present, he does seem to be winning. I think I'd better return to my apartment early on Sunday.
Back to the topic of my office in Paris. May is a month with 3 days of holidays - the 1st, the 8th and the 27th. Therefore, many of my French colleagues took the opportunity to clear their leaves on Monday for an extended weekend.
Many including my boss and big boss. 我在“没政府”时工作的日子,真是爽!
Arriving at the train station, my senses picked up something familiar again. This time, it's the unpleasant odour of someone relieving himself at the dark corner in one of the many corridors. I wondered if anyone bothered to wash the place since the last time I came.
And as usual, I've forgotten to bring something with me to Paris, though this time it's quite an important item - my handphone charger. Still comtemplating whether to buy one here or to get my family to send it over via courier...
Some of my french colleagues have changed since the last time I came over. Most of the newcomers are quite young, rather close to my age. Almost seems like the company is trying to bring in fresh young minds.
I came over to France at a time when they're about to elect a new President. From what one of my colleagues told me, there is 1 candidate from each side of the wing. In a nutshell, the male candidate on the right wing is winning votes by a slight margin over the female from the left wing.
Allow me to sound a little intellectual as I digress to French politics.
It seems that my colleague isn't in favour of the rightist. She found him to be more extremist, less tolerant of the other races who wish to immigrate to France, and deemed that demonstrations will spring up everywhere were he to be elected President this coming Sunday, 8 pm Paris time.
At present, he does seem to be winning. I think I'd better return to my apartment early on Sunday.
Back to the topic of my office in Paris. May is a month with 3 days of holidays - the 1st, the 8th and the 27th. Therefore, many of my French colleagues took the opportunity to clear their leaves on Monday for an extended weekend.
Many including my boss and big boss. 我在“没政府”时工作的日子,真是爽!
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