24 Jun 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Travelogue, 0 Comments

06/24 Paris, France


It was a relief to be back on a dry train.  When we reached Paris we found it almost impossible to find ourselves a friendly word from the locals.  It was like the Parisians were trained at youth to be rude to foreigners.  Their rudeness came so easily it must have been a mandatory subject in their schools.  (more…)

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