For whatever the reason, I just can't stop laughing at this.: "Around a dozen Japanese tourists a year need psychological treatment after visiting Paris as the reality of unfriendly locals and scruffy streets clashes with their expectations, a newspaper reported on Sunday."
"In Japanese shops, the customer is king, whereas here assistants hardly look at them ... People using public transport all look stern, and handbag snatchers increase the ill feeling."
A Japanese woman, Aimi, told the paper:
"For us, Paris is a dream city. All the French are beautiful and elegant ... And then, when they arrive, the Japanese find the French character is the complete opposite of their own."
Let's see, a bunch of well mannered, conservative, intelligent, disciplined Japanese visit a land full of cheese eating surrender monkeys, degenerate perverts and all around ill mannered swine. Um, yeah, I'd say that could be a problem.
All of Europe is pretty much becoming a third world crap hole. I thought it was getting bad here, apparently, it's much worse across the pond.
Vive la France!!!! Not.


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When I went to Paris, I had fabulous treatment. Knowing what the French think of outre' stupid American frat boys, I always introduced myself this way. "Je suis une imbicile Americain." Worked like a charm every time, except for that one French lady who took me literally.