We had a downpour Thursday night, which led to the above celestial phenomenon. I snapped a photo or two, and thought nothing more of it. Until...
...Saturday, when my afternoon of lounging about the house reading Le Monde was interrupted by the thumping electro-beats of Strasbourg's Gay Pride Parade which was making its way down our street. I have to say, those guys must have some serious pull to arrange that kind of advertising. As to the parade itself: Not as elaborate or entertaining as the carnivale, far less obnoxious and much more fun than the unions
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