Viva La Revolution

Any possibility of running for public office have now been thrown out the window as I attended my first Communist party yesterday.  Fete de l'Humanite, a French Communist newsletter, host a end of the summer music festival.  About 100 tents with all the different regional parties playing music and eating and drinking.  Didn't bring my camera with me.  Ended up in a tent with a bunch of young French filmmakers eating foie gras, cassoulet, cheese and drinking wine till the wee hours of the morning.

Adios Espana. Bonjour Paris.

Have arrived once again in Paris.  My roommate in Barcelona gave me a cold.  My throat is sore and taste buds are non existent, perfect timing.  Starting to get a fever too.  Will rest now. 

 Au revoir.