OK, Your Survival Guy’s in Paris. After a quick train ride from London (top speed 205 mph), we hit the ground, walking in what felt like another country. Let me just say you don’t want to spend too much time hanging around the train station.
I’m not sure if they know they’re hosting the Olympics next month, but this is not what you want for first impressions. Or maybe that’s why it’s so hectic, dressing the bride. Also, I wonder if most visitors will be coming by air and will not see it.
Anyway, we were shuffled into our van from our meet-and-greet host, and away we went to a more civil Left Bank across the Seine. Traveling at a snail’s pace, we arrived 40 minutes later.
According to our driver and host, the mayor wants to reduce car usage in Paris and promote bikes (sounds like any big blob U.S. city, doesn’t it?). You know the outcome. More cars trying to squeeze through even narrower passages.
If you’ve never driven in Paris, it’s harrowing. Now, up it by ten. The streets are busy. Busy with construction and guardrails and a significant police presence. This is a big buildup for Paris on the world stage. The Olympic posters are up and look very cool.
The river is flowing, but it doesn’t look like any swimming events will be held in the Seine. It will take some work to get Paris ready, but the feeling is one of a city coming together to make it happen. You can feel the excitement in the restaurants and people. Proud that you’re there and proud to show you their way.
It is a great time to be here. It just feels a little bit like mom and dad are getting the house ready for the big party, and you don’t want to get in the way. The anticipation makes it fun. If you’re coming, get ready for some fun.
