Whew, transition days are hard. Arrived in Paris, got my suitcase stuck in a subway turnstile, it was really jammed in there. Smashed my hand getting it out, which didn't help my mood. Then we went the wrong way out of the terminal (not my fault, btw), and finally got to the hotel. After a late lunch, we went to the Eiffel Tower and had cafe crema and crepes in a quaint street cafe. So far I have determined that London is cleaner, safer and much friendlier than Paris. There are so many homeless people here, and that is sad. The subway is filthy and harder to navigate. I remember being here six years ago and it was the same way. It is pathetic that a country of this size and stature can't do more. Tomorrow we will see where some of that attitude may have originated, Versailles. The famous line from Marie Antoinette is...let them eat cake. I think that undercurrent is still prevalent today.
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