Immangeable!

I was right that the gluten free spaghetti was immangeable. Went to the bakery and bought an apple tart, no other option really. A few arsey customers put me in a bad mood. I heard a woman telling her husband to stop speaking so loudly because I wasn't french so I wouldn't understand. I curtly replied that no I was no French, but that I very much understood what she was saying. I hope she was embarrassed. I was in such a grump!

Drinks for the opening of the new art exhibition at the Rocher made things a little better. The white wine went staight to my head, it's probably not ok to go home from work at 7.30 already a little bit drunk! Went to bed ay 9.30... clearly needed to catch up on sleep!

The photo is the crossroads I see from my apartment. Best thing about living here is definitely the balcony. And I love the way the traffic lights continue to change at night, even when there is no one there to see, or observe their instructions.