Comments on The grouchy expatTypePad2006-04-22T01:09:15ZSeduliahttps://www.ruerude.com/tag:typepad.com,2003:https://www.ruerude.com/2006/04/truculent_expat/comments/atom.xml/Melissa commented on 'The grouchy expat'tag:typepad.com,2003:6a00d8341c82d353ef00d834babc9d69e22006-04-24T20:32:44Z2008-08-27T01:48:59ZMelissahttp://roadgladiator.comhaha true. when we told the concierge the next day (while checking out), he told us the same. hehe<p>haha true. when we told the concierge the next day (while checking out), he told us the same. hehe</p>Melissa Petri commented on 'The grouchy expat'tag:typepad.com,2003:6a00d8341c82d353ef00d834bab76969e22006-04-24T19:52:37Z2008-08-28T03:25:24ZMelissa Petrihttp://roadgladiator.comIronically, taxis are scarce when it's raining, you are in a hurry to go somewhere and/or when there are no...<p>Ironically, taxis are scarce when it's raining, you are in a hurry to go somewhere and/or when there are no other transportation choices availble to you.</p>
<p>I was once (with 2 other colleagues) stuck at 2am on a friday at Champs Elysees. Of course, the metro was already closed and all the buses (which could have taken us near our hotel) were full that people looked like they were plastered to the door. In the end, we had to walk. </p>
<p>Interesting tip about avoiding taxi conversations. </p>
<p>From Sedulia: Well, your 2 a.m. experience is not an anomaly. It happens every Friday and Saturday night to anyone who wants a taxi in Paris. (Merci, Monsieur Delanoë!)</p>L'Amerloque commented on 'The grouchy expat'tag:typepad.com,2003:6a00d8341c82d353ef00d8348527ed53ef2006-04-24T11:57:59Z2008-08-29T05:18:30ZL'Amerloquehttp://amerloqueparis.blogspot.com/Hi ! /*/We had to wait at the bar at the restaurant for a short time. Instead of taking our...<p>Hi !</p>
<p>/*/We had to wait at the bar at the restaurant for a short time. Instead of taking our names to call them out later in public (I always hate that), this resto had found a more elegant solution./*/</p>
<p>It's hardly a question of elegance alone, but rather a question of discretion and a raging desire to keep its customers. </p>
<p>It wouldn't do for Mr Dupont-Durand (in the company of his mistress) to be loudly paged when a) he told Mme Dupont-Durand he was going to the squash club or b) Mme Dupont-Durand was dining in the restaurant that evening, too. </p>
<p>Amerloque is reminded of a friend who with his mistress, a decade or so ago, frequented a certain Chinese restaurant near Miromesnil two or three times a week. This went on for some months; the quiet venue was far more important than the cuisine. (smile)</p>
<p>At the end of the year, the Chinese restaurant sent a card to his credit card address of record, i.e., home, thanking him for his excellent patronage over the past year. </p>
<p>The wife intercepted the card, made her own inquiries, and filed for divorce.</p>
<p>Within six months of having sent the card, the Chinese restaurant had a discreet "Under New Managemen" card in the window. The Chinese restaurant is gone, now … </p>
<p>Best,<br />
L'Amerloque</p>
<p>From Sedulia:</p>
<p>I also remember going to a quiet, small, very out-of-the-way resto in Venice with Venetian friends, only to encounter an American acquaintance from our business trip there with his mistress, whom he'd secretly brought along on his expense account. He looked very uncomfortable indeed when we walked in. </p>marco commented on 'The grouchy expat'tag:typepad.com,2003:6a00d8341c82d353ef00d83484f67953ef2006-04-23T08:48:42Z2008-08-29T05:25:54Zmarcola coupole isn't it? i miss the hot chocolate from there. From Sedulia: Oui, la Coupole, j'adore pour le people-watching....<p>la coupole isn't it? i miss the hot chocolate from there.</p>
<p>From Sedulia:</p>
<p>Oui, la Coupole, j'adore pour le people-watching. Je n'ai jamais essaye le chocolat!</p>