So this is it. Our fifteen seconds (!) of fame. Kinda overrated, I'd say.
Of course, we noticed the TV cameras as we were waiting for a taxi outside the hotel last night. But we had no idea that they were there because some crazy-person in our hotel had attempted to rape one of the maids!
Apparently, while we were out having lunch with my childhood neighbor (who lives outside NY), and later - drinks at the rooftop of the Peninsula, the president of the IMF had been running around naked in our hotel, trying to "seduce" someone. Crikey. What is the world coming to?
Of course, the bastard got what he deserved in the US newspapers.
"Le Pig".
"French Toast."
Is this normal behavior in France? Mon Dieu. This is gonna be a strange summer.
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