The Ugly Side of Paris
Paris is generally known for its beauty: the show-stopping monuments, the ubiquitous art exhibits, the sprawling Haussmann-era boulevards. If you’re content to just marvel at the shiny pretty things in Paris though, don’t look too closely or you risk shattering your pristine image of the most romantic city on earth.
Parisians seem to have an abject disregard for their environment, letting their dogs crap all over the sidewalks, throwing their cigarette butts wantonly in the streets, spitting like llamas and pissing like territorial canines. If you take a stroll down the Canal St. Martin on a Monday morning after a sunny weekend, you’ll see the remains of hundreds of picnics clogging the waterway, and the carcasses of countless winebottles littering the sidewalk. It’s infuriating.
My friend Tod, a fellow American expat, holds that we should go around sticking little french flags in all the dog crap in the street. Maybe then Parisians would get the hint that they should take more pride in their beautiful city. I mean, do they really want to have to carefully watch their step every time they get the urge to take to the street and demonstrate? I doubt it.