Go to Paris

I want to go back. I love it. I love the metropolis without the honking horns and the ability to walk the streets without the crime, the open, unbridled lusting and flirting of the frenchmen and the fact that they all look like they stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine. It was great! And surprise, surprise, French people are extremely friendly, not rude like people say they are, especially when you smile and attempt to speak some French to them. I went to Martinique a few months ago and they ar very rude, so I assumed France would be the same, but was pleasantly surprised from the immigration desk, where the immigration officer left the line to come help me get my bags and navigate CDG, till I left 6 days later, where a sweet Frenchman took us on a guided tour of the latin quarter and bought us drinks at the most “chic-chic” cafe in Paris.