Thus for one day I left my hideaway to enjoy the wonders of French civilization. Let's see if one reader can guess where I was :)
No particular agenda in this picture, except perhaps the antipodal image of Venezuela. Such culture and gentility as expressed in this street scene in the downtown of the given city is unthinkable of in Venezuela where buhoneros and dirt would make it impossible to have well preserved monuments and open air cafes. But heck, does Chavez care? He is locked up in Miraflores where an army of servants makes sure he enjoys all the creature's comfort.... While the rest of us must fend off garbage and clogged sidewalks. Not to mention that the glass of that public clock would have been long broken, time standing still in Venezuela.