I spent a nice fall Saturday wandering around Lille with my German, British, and American friends. The rain made a chilly welcome to the city in the morning but it was a beautiful, sunny afternoon. I read somwhere that people come to Lille to shop, and now I know why. There is pedestrian street, after pedestrian street, after pedestrian street of shops.
I loved this flower shop,
Au nom de la rose.
What would a trip to a French city be without a protest? We got to see hundreds of members of the Partie Communiste Francaise march all over this city while their band played some happy tunes from the back of a pickup truck.
je suis un happy camper à lille
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