Cunning Bison; Bridges and Socks; Observed in the Bois de Boulogne
Three funny stories to share this morning. We’ve become friends with a family from North Carolina, and we picnicked with them last Friday again in Parc Montsouris. They told us two funny stories, one involving something I have always been curious about. They were watching TV one evening and asking their son, who was on the computer, to translate. At one point during a newscast, the translation came back as […]