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Published: January 14th 2009
It's still a clear memory of me of how excited I was while I was on a plane of Air France looking down out of a window and saw golden lights of Paris far away below. 'Is this called Paris?', I thought. I was going to land down on another continent for the first time of my life!
After wishing for it for a long time, it came true. I travelled. Alone. I chose France. I met a nice and friendly Vietnamese girl who tried to communicate with me. She speaks Dautch and just a few word in English but one thing I must say is we were really fun with our conversation that way. I arrived Paris around 6 am. This is the first time these words come to my ears 'bonjour, au revoir, merci, execuse moi'. No Thai or Chinese languages as I usually heard. An experience taught me that I shouldn't say 'Do you speak English?' to a baker in a bakery shop especially in a narrow street close to Seine River. The answer I got was her conversations with her friends in the shop said something in French like she mocked at me. The second time,
Ops!! Wrong train !
Got off the first train and found nobody else... different from where I came fromin a Chinese Restaurant ran by a Chinese spouse, she did like I was wrong to buy her foods. One thing I noticed, one of them is a mixed between Asian and Europe and another of them is Asian who relied on the land of French which might mean they were not successful from wherever their were originally from. You know, I believe what we do can tell our future 😊
It took 1 hour and a half for me trying to find the way to the train station in Charles de Gaulle Airport, being examined my passport and visa, picking up my backpacks, buying a telephone card from an automatic machine, called back to my mum.
From the airport to my hotel, in Latin area, I spent 1 hour (2 times for changing the train). I met a teenage coloured skin girl so I asked her about direction. She hold my map on her hands and watched & watched & watched .. nothing said from her lips .. until her boyfriend came and he threaten me a bit and acted rudely so I hurrily grap the map back and hurry to walk away from them. I girl
No destination
I moseyed through the way. shouted his name so that he stopped. I don't have any problem to coloured skin people. I met one woman who helped me know where to buy a metro ticket. She was polite and kind.
French morning and Thailand morning are much different. In Thailand, some people woke up at 4 am. to do a commercial. You can see people bustling on street or in a fresh market since the time but in Paris it was not at all or probably it was because I went there in a winter. Finally, I managed to check in at my hotel around 9 am. but I couldn't get in my room until 12:00 am.
It was the best time to discover Paris morning!! No doubt.
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