It's a very springy day in Paris this week, with temperatures around 20 degrees.
As a member of the Chari tribe, I find Chari to be very cheerful.
It feels very good.
However, I still can't get the hang of the new bike...
After all, it's overall heavier than before, and it also has two bulky keys attached to it.
Recently, we have expanded the areas where we can patrol on weekdays, but mainly on Fridays.
The brocanto on Saturdays and Sundays is different, and it feels like ``if you have it, you can't go wrong''.
So this time, I went to the neighboring 17th ward.
I used to wander around a lot, but this was my first time on this road.
Then, there were quite a few old Gothic-style buildings, which was refreshing!
However, when I looked at the year, it was 1899.
fault? It's not that old. .
Even though the style is earlier.
But I like this weird feeling.
On a different note, I always try not to run out of sweets.
When I'm at home, I always eat some kind of sweets.
When I do that, I sometimes end up with spilled biscuit food or chocolate pieces, etc.
The other day, I picked up a small piece of chocolate and put it in my mouth, thinking, "Oh, it's a piece of chocolate from the other day!"
It was a French jet bead fragment.
It's called Jari. . .
It was an insignificant aside.