Saturday... After 9 months of passing by at 100 times the island in the metro on the way to school and wondering how the hell one gets onto it, I finally found time to racky the "ile de la Grand Jatte"- a 20 minutes walk from my home. There is a 30 meters bridge for pedestrians to cross to reach the sports club on the island where you find a stadium. Unfortunately the tennis courts on the island were not opened to the public.
On Sunday, I went jogging to Bois de Boulogne to ease my guilt of exercise procrastination. Felt so much healthier! It was la fete des meres in France and I tagged along ET to visit his mum at St Germain En-laye for lunch.
So smart of me to borrow his mum's flowers for a photo in front of the chateau.
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