2009-11-17
A Love Letter
Written by: Sarah Daoust
Dear Paris, France:
Merci beaucoup for hosting me this last week! Wow! What a stunning, history-rich city you have! Kudos!
Although you don't need any extra feedback at this point, especially from an American, I thought I'd throw some out there for the hell of it, based on my four days there last week. Take it or leave it. I'm assuming you'll leave it, as that appears to be your style. After all, you don't need anyone telling you what to do or how to be. You're Paris, after all! City of Lights, effortless fashion and chain smokers! Plus you're, like, way older than any city in the U.S., so it's not like you're gonna change now. You're kind of like a beloved 95-year-old grandma who “outs” her gay grandson and boozes it up daily because, hey, she's earned the right to at her age, eh?
Pros:
The Louvre, the gargoyles at Notre Dame, Restaurant Georges on the rooftop of the Centre Pompidou, pretty much everything about the La Marais neighborhood, the Salade Paysanne at Cafe D'Olympic in Vendome, that efficient Metro system of yours, the views of the Champs-Élysées from the Arc du Triomphe, and the green garbage bag-lined trashcans on every corner (tres environmentally responsible!)
Cons:
The snippety wait staff at the overpriced Cafe Marley at the Louvre, the bitchy chick at the billet window at the Metro (though I fully suspect her shoes were on too tight, which would make anyone grumpy), the asshole driver from the taxi service who took us to the airport (didn't even return my smiling “bonjour!”), the cattle-call-like organization of the elevators at the Eiffel Tower, and the Bastille (WTF, just a pole more or less?)
Feel free to shoot me any thoughts on the above. Thanks again for having me!
Best regards,
Sarah Daoust
944 Magazine
San Diego Managing Editor
Merci beaucoup for hosting me this last week! Wow! What a stunning, history-rich city you have! Kudos!
Although you don't need any extra feedback at this point, especially from an American, I thought I'd throw some out there for the hell of it, based on my four days there last week. Take it or leave it. I'm assuming you'll leave it, as that appears to be your style. After all, you don't need anyone telling you what to do or how to be. You're Paris, after all! City of Lights, effortless fashion and chain smokers! Plus you're, like, way older than any city in the U.S., so it's not like you're gonna change now. You're kind of like a beloved 95-year-old grandma who “outs” her gay grandson and boozes it up daily because, hey, she's earned the right to at her age, eh?
Pros:
The Louvre, the gargoyles at Notre Dame, Restaurant Georges on the rooftop of the Centre Pompidou, pretty much everything about the La Marais neighborhood, the Salade Paysanne at Cafe D'Olympic in Vendome, that efficient Metro system of yours, the views of the Champs-Élysées from the Arc du Triomphe, and the green garbage bag-lined trashcans on every corner (tres environmentally responsible!)
Cons:
The snippety wait staff at the overpriced Cafe Marley at the Louvre, the bitchy chick at the billet window at the Metro (though I fully suspect her shoes were on too tight, which would make anyone grumpy), the asshole driver from the taxi service who took us to the airport (didn't even return my smiling “bonjour!”), the cattle-call-like organization of the elevators at the Eiffel Tower, and the Bastille (WTF, just a pole more or less?)
Feel free to shoot me any thoughts on the above. Thanks again for having me!
Best regards,
Sarah Daoust
944 Magazine
San Diego Managing Editor
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