Oh didn’t I tell you?
I know Roland Garros was a while ago, but this lady used her powers of persuasion to get into Phillipe’s side of town for the rest of the ceremony.
Conversation went something like this:
Man in fancy cream pants and cream cardigan (Roger wimby style): NO! It’s over! You cannot go in!
Me: I came from Australia. Please. I’m going in.
Man (still in cream ensemble): No, you cannot! You cannot!
Me: Listen mate, if you come to Australia you can get in, now I came to France so please let me in… I just want to take one picture, ok?
Man: Ok but QVICKLY!
Man I love the French. 😛
Pics if you will…