For some reason, some of the juxtapositions I find in Europe really appeal to my sense of…irony? Fun? Wry humor? Rueful regret? Not sure what the word for it is, and in fact sometimes the reaction changes, depending on such things as whether I need gas.How do YOU react to these?
I think the picture says it all here.
Poor Sébastien. Forced to stop on the side of the road while his weird American wife walked along its edge and out into the middle of it, even, taking pictures of road signs. And I didn’t even manage to get a clear shot! It’s a sign telling you how far the next McDonald is, plastered on the side of a very old stone house.
This McDonald is trying so hard to look like it belongs here and Jean Bové shouldn’t run a bulldozer through it. See? It has camouflage. A tiled roof.