Slice of Life Entry #24
“Is that the Eiffel Tower?” Asked my friend.
“I think so…” I replied. From the far distance we could see the top of the Eiffel Tower shining it’s beacon of light to the city.
We had finally made it to Paris after a long and tiring 12 hour direct flight from Seoul. We had been up for way too many hours as it was already over midnight in Seoul, but only 6pm in Paris when we arrived. We had made our way by bus from the airport to Mont Parnasse, the area where our hotel was. Now the hard part was trying to figure out how to get from the bus stop to our hotel which should be a “short” walk according to our hotel.
As we wandered through the cobblestone streets with our luggage in one hand and a map in the other we tried to make sense of the roads. We found a few maps on the street, but they ended up misleading us. We were walking for a while, hungry and tired. We were definitely lost in Paris.
I saw a Parisian couple crossing the street and started walking towards them.
“Excusez-moi. Excusez-moi!” I shouted towards them. The tall and good looking couple finally turned around. We showed them the map of where our hotel was and they looked at it and luckily spoke English mixed with some French. They took a good look at our map and told us to walk with them. They walked with us down to the main street to make sure we were going the right way and then gave us further directions.
We finally arrived at our hotel. Whoever said that Parisians were not very friendly were wrong. Tonight, I’m thankful for the help of strangers.