Hobo's return
Back from France. Yes indeed. Thanks for nagging me to post you devoted friends. (i probably have about 10 potential posts in my head now, but atleast that many paintings I want to start or finish)(because my head is so immense and full of genius)
Why aren't our record shops called discofeel? Sights were amazing. I tried to even the historic out with appreciating some of the curiousities and small differences between cultures.
Driving was a blast in our zippy piece of ____. It was a Ford Ka.(half way to Ka Ka) here's a pic from online, and remember this was economy size, not mini. The reason they don't show any people in this pic: It would make the car look like a roller skate. It was a stick shift so driving was entertaining and made you feel like a race car driver. In the span of a week, I ran 4 red lights (the stoplights are on the side, not overhead), made two illegal u-turns, and made a oneway street a twoway. So I did about as well as I do in the states.
Check out this DVD ATM. We saw many of these. It is amazing how many really bad american movies are on TV in France, with dubbing. They really enjoy westerns.
Contrary to my expectations, the people were extremely friendly to us and seemed to have equal admiration of the american culture to rival their disgust of the current administration. From our encounters It seemed that they saw America as a little brother as if to say, "how is it living out the experiment of your forefathers?". The average American doesn't contemplate being in a land that was recently created, but there is still that feeling in the people we encountered.
As a traveler, you start to have that feeling as well. There is so much history, everywhere. Even in the tiniest of towns. It was interesting to actually feel the having of a place in history. We are just babies to the French. (not in a condescending or arrogant way but one of general curiosity)
Example of the Kindness: In the small town of Laval we were having a tea and coffee on the patio of a cafe'. A cheese seller that has visited the states recognized our accents and invited us to sit with him. Two hours, 2 coffees, a tea, a perrier, and a beer later we exchanged emails and he picked up the tab. Unbelievable kindness.
My sole experience of France has been in and around Paris, where they are pretty rude to tourists let alone anybody not french. If the friendliness of the people we came across on this trip were experienced in the states you would think you were about to be ripped off or manipulated. (why are they being so nice? what is this leading up to?)
more to come...
Why aren't our record shops called discofeel? Sights were amazing. I tried to even the historic out with appreciating some of the curiousities and small differences between cultures.
Driving was a blast in our zippy piece of ____. It was a Ford Ka.(half way to Ka Ka) here's a pic from online, and remember this was economy size, not mini. The reason they don't show any people in this pic: It would make the car look like a roller skate. It was a stick shift so driving was entertaining and made you feel like a race car driver. In the span of a week, I ran 4 red lights (the stoplights are on the side, not overhead), made two illegal u-turns, and made a oneway street a twoway. So I did about as well as I do in the states.
Check out this DVD ATM. We saw many of these. It is amazing how many really bad american movies are on TV in France, with dubbing. They really enjoy westerns. Contrary to my expectations, the people were extremely friendly to us and seemed to have equal admiration of the american culture to rival their disgust of the current administration. From our encounters It seemed that they saw America as a little brother as if to say, "how is it living out the experiment of your forefathers?". The average American doesn't contemplate being in a land that was recently created, but there is still that feeling in the people we encountered.
As a traveler, you start to have that feeling as well. There is so much history, everywhere. Even in the tiniest of towns. It was interesting to actually feel the having of a place in history. We are just babies to the French. (not in a condescending or arrogant way but one of general curiosity) Example of the Kindness: In the small town of Laval we were having a tea and coffee on the patio of a cafe'. A cheese seller that has visited the states recognized our accents and invited us to sit with him. Two hours, 2 coffees, a tea, a perrier, and a beer later we exchanged emails and he picked up the tab. Unbelievable kindness.
My sole experience of France has been in and around Paris, where they are pretty rude to tourists let alone anybody not french. If the friendliness of the people we came across on this trip were experienced in the states you would think you were about to be ripped off or manipulated. (why are they being so nice? what is this leading up to?)
more to come...
posted by Hobo Wilson at 4:18 PM
1 Comments:
The Ka is one of my favourite... Ka(r)s, but perhaps not suitable for someone of your height.
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