Just arrived via train, walked out of the station four blocks and came to the Vintage Hostel/Hotel where I'll be staying for the next six days. It was only an hour and a half journey from Brussels and the train left right on time. Oh, just a side note, I was told that the average age of the reader of this blog is getting younger therefore there will no longer be any use of profane language even though a little cursing can help get the point across sometimes.
I have been in France for all of forty minutes and already I managed to offend the handicapped. Carrying a large backpack and another small satchel instantly gives me away as a naive tourist so I was ripe for the picking for a girl who looked to be in her teenage to young adult years. She approached me with the clear intent to get me to sign a petition to help the poor cripples of Paris. Initially I thought scam but listened. She kept urging me to sign and I would ask what exactly it was for. How would the slow French people benefit from me signing this piece of paper? As I read and listened further, I saw the blank line under "amount donated" and said no thank you. She continued to prod for funds. She asked for dollars even. I could have given her the extra laundry token I acquired in Brussels but that would have been mean so I just said no and went on my way. Overall, the exchange went well and no international incident was caused.
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