Welcome to Paris, Ille Du France. Center of the French Republic. Notorious for Moulin Rouge. Liberty, Fraternity, Equality. The core aspects of the French Revolution.
I had traveled to France often, particularly to Paris, to hang out, dry out, chill out for the weekend or if I get dull with the English weather. Well, even at 130Km/H speed limit, I won’t even touch that, let alone give the Gendarmerie or even the PAF (Police Aux Frontiers aka French Border Police) the chance to nick me with a 2000Fr on the spot fine on my dodgy old banger,which happens to be ..a Proton Saga. Yeah, the French toll do kill me at times,thus why I love the Belgian or German AutoBahns where there is no toll,unless you are a HGV.
I love to chill out at Disneyland Paris, particularly at the Food Village, specifically Planet Hollywood.The food is great and if I feel tired, the hotel at Disneyland Paris or even any Parisien Hotel are affordable. Formula One is one place I like, mainly it’s cheap and no frills. The Budget Motel / Hotel in Paris. Don’t be fooled by the slang of París Hoteles or even Paris Hôtels which is in FRENCH (Francais) of the travel blogsites, promoting specific hotels.
Doing business in Paris is quite straight forward. With the emergence of the European Markets, the French are one of the LEAST bureaucratic places to do business with loads of funding and grant from the EU Business Chambers. Illegal working is ..well, severely punished BUT getting the paperwork done is plain straight forward. Opening back accounts is also another simple trick, an ID card and a proof of address from the Municipal Office / CEDEX .And off to the local bank to sort the approval out with Banque de France. I have a CIC Account with Banque Scalbert Du Pont, in Calais Cedex. It’s also CLEAN. Paris is…even in the suburbs. I traveled round alot in Paris and even in the RER Zone 4 , things go alive after 10pm,with the cleaners and all out sweeping the roads and taking out the rubbish.
One thing though, if you don’t speak French, don’t try to speak English with them, as they are proud people. Try speaking Chinese or even Malay…and they will try accomodate you by speaking broken English.
And to top it off, here is me being a little bit patriotic to the French cause, for giving me a sound education in Paris.
Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie,
L’étendard sanglant est levé. {Rep}
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras
Égorger nos fils, nos compagnes !
Those who wanna know more, read about La Marseillaise.
PS: The French still hate their tyrants, the English….but there’s no issue if you are Irish,Scottish or Welsh (Celtic).
Listen to the French National anthem