Just Mel

Queuing and queuing...

One thing about Paris was the constant waiting and queuing, everywhere I went, if it was something special, more or less there would be a queue. Some people had told me that the autumn and winter period will be less a pain, I guess it was like a reduction from maximum to 50%. By the end of the day, lining up was still mandatory.

You see, I hate lining up as it was such a waste of time. However, being a good global citizen, I have to do so. *Every time I had the wicked idea, somehow something would happen to remind me not to do so... Story for another time...* So, one will start to ask, "why queue then?"

Alright, here's my answer...

If I don't' queue to get in Museé de Louvre, could I say I had been to Paris? If I don't queue to get up Arc de Triomphe, could I say I had been Champs de Elyse? If I don't queue to get up Eiffel Tower, could I say I had seen Paris? ... The list would go on...

Anyhow, the weather in Paris had been really bad. There wasn't a day that it didn't rain, most of the time, I was half wet. *@#$%&... It was only 30 minutes before taking the train the Charles De Gaule that the sky shined with blue sky...* Advice to all future Paris traveler, bring an umbrella. So being an obedient tourist, visiting the sites and contributing to the economy did keep me dry for moments.