Un Jour de Congé

A much quieter day today although it zapped by and I hardly stopped 'catching up'. Sad! Got to Le Bourget early but hit absurd queues - half an hour to get in, then even queues to the computer desks - there are just 1000s of people here and everyone gets hungry - the food queues are just daft and by the time you get to the head of the queue, all the veggie food is invariaby gone (not that that upsets the French much - and the whole thing really is TRÈS français!). On the way back last night, I sat in the crush of the (free) navette shuttle to the metro next to a charming Malaysian negotiator (Elizabeth, she allowed me to know!), who soon put me sraight on my pathetic superficial reference to palm-olive forests - they're plantations, silly (and the UK, inter alia, set them up - but the Malaysians have draconian and enforced legislation in place to protect deforestration. Equally pathetic was my attempt to exhibit bravado to the two 'Men in Black' opposite me from Saudi Arabia, ostensibly here to represent their Government's investment into renewables. They somehow were not prepared to talk about the effect of the Saudi oil price 'fix' on US fracking and Canadian tar-sands - but I admired my tact ....... But today, it was just an internet troll and catch up, although I did still hear some fascinating presentations on the Big Screen behind me, one particlarly on global water-level rises, courtesy Google 3D projections. I think the link is 'changes climate sea level rises' - there's lots there. I was also very pleased to meet up with the inspiring Keli Yen, the new co-ordinator of the Global Greens, with whom I was able to talk contructively at last, face to face, about the forthcoming Global Greens and EGP congresses here in the UK in 2017. We really must get some momentm going on this pretty soon - s'gonna be BIG! However, we need some photos don't we - random OK?
Two naughty agent provaocateurs scrawl salutations on walls, just before mayhem breaks out at Place de la Republique. No connection.
Two naughty agent provaocateurs scrawl salutations on walls, just before mayhem breaks out at Place de la Republique. No connection.