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Originally Posted by Sainters7
Apparently you cut a much more imposing figure than myself (after being to France a couple times, I see where my size comes from), sir, as it happened to me more than once, and I saw it in general lots of times. Granted I was on the metro several times a day, that volume probably helped with increased shenanigans. My cousin lives there, he said it's pretty normal as "the French don't like following rules".
Now that English experience...sign me up. Actually never been to England, unless your average London pub experience mirrors a 3 hour layover at Gatwick. In which case, yes I've been there.
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My favourite Parisian Public Transit experience, I'll tell it again, I know I've told it on the board before, I forget where though.
I'm on the train in Paris and this elderly woman in a gigantic coat is beside me. She looks frail and she's gotta be touching 80, like very elderly woman.
We're both standing because there are no seats available.
Anyways, she leans against the rail and reaches into her coat and pulls out a bottle of Red Wine.
Fishes in her coat some more and lo and behold, finds her corkscrew.
She then proceeds to open the bottle...I. Am. Astonished.
We're on a moving train and this woman uncorked this thing more professionally than a waiter in a restaurant. It was insane.
Anyways, she kindly asks me to hold the bottle for her. She puts the corkscrew back in her coat and pockets the cork.
I'm thinking to myself..."is this lady just going to bottle-chug this Red Wine on the train? Like...what happens now?"
What happens now? She goes fishing around in her goddamned giant coat which I think might been the Tardis and procures, seemingly out of thin air...a wine glass.
She then proceeds to...again, on a rocking, moving train...pour herself a glass of wine.
Didn't spill a drop. She re-corks the bottle, it disappears into the Magical Dreamcoat and we're getting to my stop.
I was speechless. One of the most surreal things I have ever witnessed on Public Transit. But...credit to that woman...she knows what she's about. She did that like a Pro.
Then it was approaching my stop. She even offered to share and I have no doubt she had another wine glass in that mystical coat of hers but it was my stop and I had to go.
I love Paris. One of my favourite cities in the world. What a town.