Canuckster1127 wrote:Sounds like a fun trip FL. Thanks for sharing about it with us.
Well, you're welcome!
(We invited a couple of friends with us on this trip, both are like us: 50-ish, married and French-speaking, This is their first trip to Europe.)
We drove into Paris and parked in a northern suburb. We knew something was wrong the minute we got out of the underground parking garage. The streets were lined with angry-looking men in djellabas and africans who just sat around here and there. Our wives were uneasy but my friend and I are kick-assers so we convinced the ladies to continue walking to the subway station which was our immediate goal. We later realized that this was the neighbourhood that saw the Paris riots in 2006 where police cars were set on fire...
In the subway on the way to central Paris, I remarked to my party that we were the only ones in the car speaking French...everybody else seemed to be speaking Arabic! What a change from the Paris I first knew when I was young and handsome: now, the subway cars are dirty, they are filled with graffiti, they smell of urine and if you didn't know it, you'd think you were in some God-forsaken city like Algiers. Alas, this is the modern Paris.
Well, things did get better as we neared downtown, almost... a bomb scare in a subway station down the line forced our train to slow its course and stop for long periods of time between stations. On the bright side, the closer the train got to downtown Paris, the more the riders were ethnic French. The sleezy people were now replaced by handsome men and elegant women, and our wives were happy about that.
We exited at Champs Elysées metro station and emerged from the underground; Surprise, surprise: we came face to face with a couple of women dressed in long black gowns and wearing niqabs (full-face covering...like a burqa but without the screen for the eyes.) They were with a man and a gaggle of children. I burst out laughing and said in French, "you'd think we were in Saudi Arabia!" One of the Muslim women understood and gave me some sort of shy look.
Paris has gone downhill due to France's unrestricted immigration policy (my opinion) but is still a monumental city in the sense that its buildings are grandiose, its avenues are wide and there is history around every corner. We visited
les Invalides where Napoleon's tomb sits on a high pedestal and walked some of the city's beautiful boulevards; We had a lazy supper at a sidewalk café where everybody's food save mine tasted like Pine-Sol (a household cleaner available in Canada & the USA). At the table next to ours was an American family (husband, wife and teenaged boy) who were trying to practice French from a phrasebook for tourists. We didn't offer to help them out and never let on that we spoke English but they seemed intrigued by our French conversation which was filled with the words
Pine-Sol and
Lestoil (another cleaner.) As soon as we realized their curiosity, my wife suggested we say the words Pine-Sol in every sentence, which we did! They must have thought we were cleaning ladies! So we had a little fun at the expense of our American neighbours. (Apologies to that family.)
We ended our day at the Eiffel Tower but we didn't go up as it was getting late and the ladies didn't want to walk back to the car in the dark; As Governator Schwartzeneggar says, "We'll be back."
Tomorrow we are off to visit the beaches at Dieppe where Allied soldiers (USA & Canada) landed in occupied France dring WWII.
FL