Cool - me own blog!

Oh my God - where to even start!!!!!!!!!

OK - I've left Paris. The public transport strike threatened to slow passage though the city like it'd eaten an overdose of boiled eggs. Not only would the city be fed on them till it was blocked up - it would have a few shoved up the Khyber Pass for good measure to make sure no-one was going anywhere. But in true Paris style there were a few surprises. One of them was the beautiful dichotomy between the total and utter lack of available taxis ...