Wednesday, March 26, 2008
When I left Tokyo it was a balmy 18ºC (65ºF) and the cherry blossoms were coming out. Back home in Dizy it’s cold and dreary. It seems apt for my mood, as I’m experiencing a sort of culture shock in reverse. Compared to Tokyo, Paris is dirty, nothing works properly and people are pushy. There are no vending machines. And after two weeks of the Shinkansen (or anything JR for that matter), SNCF appears inefficient, uncomfortable and slow. To top it all off, I was walking through the grungy, grimy Gare de l’Est and was nearly hit by a flying pigeon on my way to the ticket office. A pigeon! I thought to myself, the Japanese must come to Europe and think it’s the Third World.
Oh well. At least we have champagne.
Posted by Peter Liem at 19:52