Forget Paris

Paris, France

June 12, 2019

The City of Light wasted no time showing its dark side. I got a full Paris treatment within 24 hours of my arrival. Friends had told me enough cautionary tales to get my guard up as soon as I got off the Thalys from Amsterdam. I went to Paris with eyes wide open, not to go sightseeing through rose-colored glasses. “Je ne vois pas la vie en rose.”

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TTT with Bro and Nephew @ Eiffel Tower

A foreshadowing happened a block away from the Louvre. At 9 AM, the side streets were mostly empty. Trailing behind my older brother and nephew who were on Google Maps, I was targeted by a gang of teenagers, about three or four. A dark-eyed girl suddenly started waving a form to my face. Their prospecting skills were off; somehow my rich but distracted brother did not strike their fancy. They grew more persistent and drew closer. I thought it best to flee across the street. Just then, my hero appeared out of nowhere. An elderly man, not a man in uniform, shooed the juvenile delinquents away. Indeed, some heroes did not wear capes. So off we went our merry way.

I figured that was enough assault for the day. But no. Right by the doorstep of the Louvre, another gang – I would say Gypsies, but I was FB-shamed for profiling – swarmed around me. The same modus operandi: form waving and unintelligible shouting. I was targeted again by four or five teens, but I could not be distracted. I gripped my wallet and phone in my pocket and sprinted towards the entrance queue of the Louvre. I cut through a line of people and the gang dispersed empty-handed but not before unzipping the body bag slung across my chest. In retrospect, I was the one profiled: a Chinese-looking tourist loaded with shopping money.

The Crime Scene @ The Louvre

I survived back-to-back attempted robberies just minutes apart unscathed. Only the thought that I had decided – at the last lucky minute – to leave my cash in the hotel safe kept my wits about me. But how appalling that this brazen assault was committed in broad daylight. I would think a world-famous tourist magnet merited tighter security. How could Parisian authorities turn a blind eye to these petty thieves? In my travels around Southeast Asia, I had neither seen nor experienced this display of criminality with such impunity.

Place Monge @ Paris

I should have known. Paris was a bonanza for thieves and scammers. The previous evening, I had been had online, this time with my sister. We booked a tour through Airbnb called “Paris through the Hemingway” in honor of our late father who stanned the author. The guide, who went by the name Olga Baranova (the last name was provided by another tour guide in Paris), set the meeting place and time at the fountain of Place Monge at 5:30 PM. In her message, she promised that “your memory is priceless” and “you get the best possible intellectual experience.”

She never showed up. We called, she never picked up. We texted, she never replied. We emailed, she ghosted us. Olga Baranova was either a phantom or a scammer. I would go for the latter.

Sad @ Seine

How apt, then, that the city’s nickname La Ville-Lumière (The City of Light) came, not from the evening illumination of Eiffel Tower and Champs-Élysées, but from far less romantic origins. In 1667, Louis XIV installed street lighting and encouraged Parisians to put burning candles and oil lamps on their windows, both measures aimed at reducing the crime rate. Sadly, centuries of light could not dispel the darkness stubbornly lurking in the city.

Tourists were fair game in this present-day urban safari. My two short days in Paris gave me a taste of its cultural heritage, including but not limited to its long history of lawlessness.

I will not always have Paris.

2 thoughts on “Forget Paris

  1. Hi AJ, dropping by just to say HI and to make you kamusta? Praying that all is well with you. Do you have an IG feed, would love to follow you there as I seldom come here, but i guess i need to update my site 🙂 i hope to hear from you soon. keep safe, dear friend

    1. Wow, it took a pandemic and weeks of quarantine to get you back in WP! I hope this signals the end of your blogging hiatus. I miss your inspirational posts. Yep let’s follow each other on IG (ajpoliquit). Stay home and stay healthy!

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