Paris- what a city. I spent this past weekend in the City of Lights, and it was four-days of non-stop excitement.
When my roommates Kevin, Nick, Dan and I all arrived in Paris early Friday morning, the first thing we went to see was the Louvre. We just went outside of it on this occasion, but to stand next to the pyramid was really something special. After this, we walked over to the Eiffel Tower. While waiting in line to go to the top of the tower, two gypsies came up to us asking for money. At first they asked if we spoke English. For the first one, we made the mistake of saying yes, and then she held a note out saying how poor she was and asked us to give her money. When they came around, I made sure I covered up my pockets so someone else couldn’t come in from behind to steal my wallet. We obviously told both of them no, but when the second one came in and asked if we spoke English, we immediately responded by saying no.
After this, we went to the top of the Eiffel Tower. The views from the top are outstanding. I’m including pictures because it truly is indescribable, and the pictures still don’t do it nearly enough justice. After the Eiffel Tower, it started to get dark and we walked down towards the Arc de Triomphe, which is a monument celebrating Napoleon’s victories. When we got down here, it was just after Portugal tied Brazil in the World Cup, which set up a Spain vs. Portugal match in the second round. The Portuguese and Spaniards were out celebrating the results of their matches that day and also getting ready for the upcoming match. At first, we got there and they were just dragging their flags around cars and buses driving by. As things heated up though, they started to attempt to roll cars over, bang on the buses and started lighting each other’s flags on fire. Eventually, the riot police showed up and it cleared up, but we were all in shock watching everything go down.
The following day, we got up extremely early in order to be the first in line to get into the Louvre. When we got in, we ran to the Mona Lisa in order to beat the crowd. I had heard that it was very disappointing since it is small and in a poorly lit room. However, I’d have to disagree with this, as it wasn’t huge, but I think it is decent sized, and the room was lit just well. After that, we found the Venus de Milo, which I really enjoyed since I think Greek mythology is really interesting, and this is rumored to be a statue of Aphrodite. My other favorite art exhibit was Cupid and Psyche, in which Cupid is holding her up. In addition to the Louvre, we saw the Notre Dame cathedral, the Versailles Palace and Napoleon’s tomb.
While we were standing in line to get into Notre Dame, this couple in front of us asked Kevin, who was wearing a Mizzou shirt, if we went there. We told them that we did, and they said how they are teachers at Hickman High School (one of the two high schools in Columbia) and they were there with a group of 21 students. While we were walking to Napoleon’s tomb, a guy (which I’m assuming to be one of the students, but don’t know for sure) yelled M-I-Z! so we yelled Z-O-U back. At the Louvre, we were sitting and just resting for a minute, and I saw a girl that I had a class with freshman year at Mizzou, and she and her friend she was with are friends with my roommate Dan, so it was really cool to all be reunited half a world away from where we all live. It’s amazing how even in Paris, we see so many people from Columbia.
On Saturday night in Paris, we went to watch the US vs. Ghana World Cup game at the Fifa Fan Fest in Paris. Paris is one of six cities in the world that has this fan fest. It is a huge jumbotron playing the games, and the one in Paris is right in front of the Eiffel Tower, so you literally watch the game in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. Unfortunately, the outcome sucked, as the US lost 2-1 in extra time. There were tons of Americans and Ghanaians though, and for the most part, everyone was cool about the game. There were some Algerians (who the US beat in the most recent game) that were trying to start stuff with us. We figured we’d let them talk, but one of them grabbed Kevin’s flag and attempted to light it on fire. After that, a security guard that was at least 400 pounds of solid muscle got in between us and threw him and all of his friends out. After that, we congratulated the Ghanaians on their win, talked and hung out with them for a little bit, and also talked with a few Americans about how the game sucked. After the game, the four of us walked back to our hostel draping our American flags, which was about a 4-mile walk right through downtown. The French had interesting reactions to this. Some booed as we walked by, others started yelling “Ghana!” and others came up and asked us the result. Some seemed to be genuinely asking, but I think others just wanted to hear us say it. Regardless, nothing can be as embarrassing as France’s World Cup, so none of them have any room to talk.
The city of Paris itself was great. However, I cannot stand the French. I have never met a culture that is more arrogant than they are. For example, I asked the doorman at our hostel which way the Louvre was, since that was the general direction we needed to go to in order to see the sights. He responded by saying “Do you want me to hold your hand and walk you there or what?” I said I just wanted to know the direction, and he told me that I’m 20, not 10, and to figure it out myself. That was just one example, but all weekend, we continuously had encounters with the French just being arrogant and obnoxious.
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