I Am Officially Over The Strikes.
Of course, I've been much luckier than some, with a very flexible boss and being able to work from home most days. But I still don't understand why they need to make the rest of the country suffer while they have their little hissy fit. Watching hundreds of people walking down normally empty streets early in the morning is certainly something, but the Parisians around me are getting Very Cranky Indeed. And I have almost-blisters on my heels from walking in only semi-practical shoes for a bit longer than I expected today. And I feel like a pawn in something that smells like a stalemate.
I just want it to be Over. I have things to do this weekend, people! I'm all for freedom of expression and standing up for what you believe in, but not when it gets in my way. Hmph.
You say it, sista!
Hallelujah. I am so over them too
I second, third, fourth the notion! I have had ENOUGH ALREADY!
We have been unbelievably unlucky. After planning a five day trip to Paris months ago, it landed bang in the middle of the strikes. I didn't realise I would spend so much time walking on my trip!
Annoying, and I wouldn't have minded sooo much except for the exorbitant amount money to get a taxi to the airport this morning so as not to miss our flight, and the fact that the Musée d'Orsay closed their Impressionist Galleries yesterday when we specifically came to see them.
I also read in 20 Minutes that road accidents are up by 70%, especially scooters and cyclists. It doesn't surprise me one bit - it's crazy out there!