Randoms for the day

I saw my 2nd...maybe 3rd...obviously overweight French woman today. Funny thing was as I sat looking out the window at the restaurant I saw many more portly folk. McDonald's was right next door...coincidence? I think not!

I must have been in a "different" part of town (although it was very close to my hotel) because there were a lot of...well...differences. A lot more cop activity for one. Late at night I hear distant sirens and I'm guessing this is where they were from.

Some places do have smoking vs non-smoking sections...but I think they just ask Americans. I could have stabbed at least two couples with a fork they were smoking that close to me, and I was in the non-smoking section. Funny how it didn't bother me until today. God my clothes must stink.

Car observations:
I've seen no Subaru's. Not one. Not a single freaking one. I'm pretty sure that is the only car company I know of that I haven't seen represented here in one shape or form (and there are some REALLY strange forms).
But I did see...rather hear...and Aston Martin today. A new one. I was in my room and heard that serious V8 rip and had to poke my head out the window. It was black, big, bad ass, and beautiful. I wanted to touch it. Screw that...I wanted to DRIVE it!

Service is slow. Sure I'm jaded by having been a server before...I'm always thinking that my waiter/waitress is slow vs my standards. But service is extremely slow. And tonight I saw what happens when Americans get pissed (or just people in general, sorry to pick on us...)

A gentleman comes into the restaurant and is seated near me. When he orders I hear him speaking in English...American English. No biggie. He orders a drink and food. His drink takes a while...so he bugs the waiter about bringing bread. The waiter brings bread. As I'm eating he is starting to moan, huff, look around, shift around in his chair. He's obviously distressed. So he flags down a waitress at a table near us. She just happens to speak perfect English too.

He tells her that the waiter hasn't taken his order yet and he wants to pay for his coke and leave. She apologizes, gets him a bill for the coke, and he pays and bails.

You know what? He DID order! I heard him talk to the waiter...who spoke French...so there was a mild communication issue. But he ORDERED! Ugh!

I couldn't belive it...flat out lied. I mean totally and obviously lied.

Dude...that guys sucks.

I played a game with a table of French people too. I was flying solo and didn't bring a book with me...so after playing with my camera, the salt and pepper shakers, stirring my drink a lot, re-arranging my silverware...I got bored. So I watched them. They of course noticed me watching them and started watching me. I played it coy and watched them only when they weren't watching me. I'm not very good at being coy so it eventually escalated into pure open eyed staring. The dude was skinny...I totally coulda took him down.

It's raining outside and uncomfortably muggy. I'd trade my air guitar, freshly sink washed socks and my silent cigarettes for A/C. But I'm happy to sit at the window and look.