September 29, 2019. It’s the last leg of my nine (9) hour bus travel from Amsterdam to Paris, in an almost empty tram to Suresnes back to the apartment where I’m bed spacing. This was such a gloomy and draining day. I came to certain realizations about my stay here in Europe after another encounter with a rude French-speaking person, this time an impolite ground crew at the bus stop who was really rude with my request for assistance. Certainly not the best day.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m having the time of my life here, it’s just that I have to deal with the stereotype attitude that can really feel offensive, impolite and arrogant. That’s just how some of them are I guess, ikaw ang maga-adjust talaga.
