Japanese Tour
As I mentioned in my last couple of posts I went to Paris for the first time over the bank holiday weekend. I went with a group of Japanese friends so the trip had a decidedly Japanese feel to it. This was day one of the trip:
Sapporo Ramen
First of all, my friends got excited talking about an area of Paris where there are lots of Japanese restaurants. It was quickly decided that we'd go to eat ramen for lunch after getting off the Eurostar and dropping off our bags at the hotel. It seemed odd to me that we were hunting down Japanese food when we were in France but Japanese people seem to do this quite often when they travel.
So after a quick trip on Paris' awful Metro we soon found ourselves in a ramen restaurant called 'Sapporo Ramen 2'. My friends spoke in Japanese to the staff who replied in very non-native and relatively unpolite Japanese. I think they were Chinese, apparently not such an uncommon situation when visiting Japanese restaurants overseas (certain Japanese restaurants in London also spring to mind, though many do actually have Japanese staff). Many of the customers, however, were in fact Japanese, slurping away happily at their noodles.
The ramen was pretty good, actually. My demi (mini) katu-don which accompanied the set was good at first but quickly became very salty. The gyoza was nothing to write home about either, come to think of it.
The Palace of Versailles
Next up I had the opportunity to join one of those tour groups, you know, the ones with a tour guide holding a flag; or in our case a black umbrella. In keeping with the Japanese theme, this was a Japanese tour and so everything was in Japanese!
I felt slightly unsure of myself as I set off on a bus full of Japanese tourists but I was too tired to really care and fell asleep as we drove out of Paris.
When we arrived we all put on our Sennheiser headsets which transmitted our tour guide's voice to us. It was pretty nifty, actually. Even if you wondered off or got left behind slightly you could still hear the guide without him having to shout.
The photo ID hanging around our guide's neck suggested he had been in the business for quite some years. He was a middle-aged man with massive glasses and a cut on his nose. I pondered the cause of this injury as I walked and listened to him.
I wondered just how many times he'd said the same things and told the same jokes whilst conducting the Versaille tour and it reminded me of my 'Introduction lesson' that I did countless times as an English teacher in Japan - it makes me cringe just thinking about it.
I got the gist of quite a bit of what he was saying but to be honest I was only half listening most of the time. Though History isn't really my thing, some of the rooms at Versaille were pretty incredible, especially the massive one with the mirrors and chandeliers.
Through a window I spotted a group of Japanese junior high school students. Soon we were also strolling around outside on the gravel. The gardens are absolutely massive - I think you'd need a day just to get to the other end and back. Huge rectangular ponds stretched out into the distance, giving just a hint of how large the grounds might be.
French Toilets
At Versaille, our guide told us not to use the toilets because he knew a shop which wouldn't be as busy and where we'd be able to use the facilities. This seemed odd, but soon made sense. Before we arrived he told us that as it was a shop to at least humour the shop assistants.
It turned out to be a Japanese owned designer shop, stocking all sorts of the usual brands sought after by Japanese people, from Burberry to Louis Vuitton.
One of the shop assistants told the group about the ability to buy duty free and there being a further 10% discount available. Oddly, there were about 5 toilets downstairs! It's almost like they were expecting coach loads of Japanese tourists. I couldn't help but think that our guide might have a little side-business on the go.
The return journey went in a flash as we all fell asleep with tiredness. Back in Paris we left all the other Japanese tourists and what was quite a bizarre experience.




