September 18, 2011

What I Know...

Paris

Here's what I know about France:

There are more kinds of cheese than I can count.

The countryside is breathtakingly beautiful.

Electricity and fuel are breathtakingly expensive.

French women do get fat.

Pleasantries such as, "Bonjour" "Merci" "Bonne Journée" and "Au Revoir" go a long way.


French Road Sign

The coffee could be better. 

The wine is excellent.

If the store closes at 7 p.m., then don't expect to walk in and start your shopping at 6:40.

There seems to be a nationwide contempt for les Parisiens

There seems to be a nationwide infatuation with les New Yorkais.

Fromagerie du Puits Neuf

The concept of time in rural areas is extremely flexible.   

Brownies are happily accepted. Any time, any place. Especially by fonctionnaires.

It is prudent to look before you step.

Pessimism is a national sport.

Lettuce leaves are folded, never cut.

République Française

Drinking pastis at 9 a.m. is an accepted practice.

Returns are a difficult, if not an impossible, undertaking.
 
Lunches are meant to be deliciously long and leisurely.

Developing relationships can take a while, but once they are established, they are strong.


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