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Paris

My small list of things I prefer about the U.S. vs. Paris

We’ve been back from Paris for two-and-a-half weeks, and I think that’s adequate time to recall the things I like better about the United States versus Paris. It’s a rather short list. But in the interest of balanced reporting, I felt obliged to represent the opposing view to this post. Toilet-seat covers. These handy, hygienic things are very helpful if you’re a woman who finds herself in need of a public […]

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The rudest person in Paris

Before we get going with this little river-non-voyage tale, I want to say a few things, in our defense. Steve and I are not “ugly Americans.” At least, I don’t think so. I mean, look at that picture, up there. We’re adorable. And also, we took seriously the reputation that Americans have in Paris, of being loud, of being demanding. We’ve traveled a fair bit, and we’ve seen this reputation […]

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The Roma problem

Roma begging

I remember traveling in Spain by myself, and calling my dad a couple of time because I was lonely. During one conversation, I told him about the gypsies that tended to congregate around major tourist sights. At the Seville Cathedral, I even saw a guy with a monkey, dancing to a street organ. “Stay away from them,” my dad almost yelled. “Do you hear me? They’re thieves, all of them. […]

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