Earlier this week, I was in Rennes for a big industry trade show, and as I was chatting with a customer, we started hearing this buzz moving towards us. We stood up and saw a large crowd of people slowly coming our way, and I leaned over to ask a security guard what was going on, and he said in a hushed voice "C'est le Président".
The French half of me weaseled my way to the front of the crowd, and that is how I found myself face to face with François Hollande just as he was passing by. I'm not his biggest fan, but he was shaking hands with the crowd, and I couldn't resist - so I quickly stuck my out and he grabbed it and
that is how I found myself shaking hands with the French president.
Just another day in France I guess....
Wow, that's fantastic!
ReplyDeleteI hope it wasn't wet and clammy.
ReplyDelete@Sarah - actually it was! And he was really tiny too, I don't think he's much taller than Sarko. People kept saying "Where is he? Where is he?" because they couldn't see him in the crowd.
ReplyDeleteUgh. I hope you washed your hands right away, lest his flambiness pass to you!
ReplyDeletethat is just awesome sauce.
ReplyDeleteThat is *amazing*!!! I'm so jealous! (even if i'm not that big a fan myself, it's still pretty cool to shake hands with a president!)
ReplyDeleteI love that you inner French girl came out and got you to the front of that crowd! I am not his biggest fan, either (under statement of the century).
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