My Paris Myths Busted!
- Walking around wistfully, gazing dreamily across beautiful views does not mean any unexpected, romantic meetings shall to take place.
- In the same vein as previous – staring ala Blair Waldorf at some masterpiece will not magical bring forth a prince….think it’s the same as throwing coins in any fountain in Rome.
- French people do not laugh ala Flight of the Concords….even after saying baguette!
- Not all Parisians are chic fashionistas - some are just normal like that rest of us.
- Calling a french waiter ‘garcon’ doesn’t seem like the thing to do…(BTW had some lovely waiters over my stay….serve me that is…coffee and stuff)
Tres Cool Paris Stuff
- Being confused for a French person on looks alone (even though you know not all Parisians are chic but normal like the rest of us) makes one feel tres chic.
- Round every corner can be a little bit of magic which makes getting lost wonderfully exciting.
- Being surrounded by so much art, history, beauty makes you feel a tad more intelligent.
- Simply sitting in a cafe can be an enriching experience.
- Army guys seem to patrol with BIG machine guns….a little scary they seem a little young for such big guns.
- Parisian beggars don’t seem to be ‘in your face beggars’ some are just old blokes sitting around reading their newspapers.
- French food sounds better in French ie Canard Confit VS Marinated Duck leg…..Frois Grais V Duck liver. It all tastes pretty yummy too!
- French sales are awesome of you pretend Euros is just a French word for dollars.
- Lots of people smoke….it’s almost like they have special tar free fags or super lungs. (It’s made giving up a little difficult…although I feel like I’m getting enough passive smoke to keep me going…)
- Some iconic buildings really deserve their iconic standings….they’re pretty awesome and it feels pretty awesome when you stand in front of them.
I have only a few days left….(sad face insert here)…I’ve decided I’ve seen most of the ‘important’ things except the Louvre (it seems a tad big) SO now I’m off to sit and read in another cafe.