Things that drive me crazy:
There are no sidewalks here. Well, in the big cities and towns, of course. But in my town, in most of the country towns, there are no sidewalks.
For a country so in love with the bicycle – they are woefully behind in bike paths. There are no bike paths, and even in Paris, there are only a few. For bike paths, one must go to the public gardens or parks – and even then it’s not sure they have them.
The drivers are mad.
The waiters are mostly obnoxious (except in the restaurant across the street from me.)
Anyone who works in the ‘function publique’ is obnoxious. They can’t be fired, so they pretty much do as they like, which does not include work. They never work alone – always in pairs. And they do as little as possible. It is Extremely frustrating. They Never answer the phone.
The internet is still slower here than anywhere else.
French movies, books, and music is awful. There is a sort of law that says anything the French like, no one else will like, and huge best sellers in the US, for example, flop miserably here. I’ve only seen a couple French films I like, and only one or two musicians rock my boat (Francis Cabrel is one of them.)
Tomorrow – things I love!