6-26-11 (RM, France)
Without fail, every time I go out in Paris and meet new people they will always ask me the same questions regarding my thoughts on Paris and on French women. I don't know why this strikes me as odd, because it seems like a totally normal and reasonable question to ask an American, but it is certainly getting annoying. I always give them the same cardboard cut-out response that I love the architecture, the art, the history, etc. I secretly want to tell them that there are better places in the world. Paris is fine, don't get me wrong, but it isn't the best city I've ever visited or lived in. There are far nicer people in the world in cities like Dublin and Amsterdam where people aren't afraid to take life less seriously and share a few pints together. I have no particular reason for posting this, other than the fact that it was on my mind lately.
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