THE FIRST TIME behind the Iron Curtain Part 4: And finally, the day came when we decided to do it. It is clear that every first arrived in Paris, not without a romantic man tries to climb the famous tower. The tower is especially good because the city itself, except for the district of La Defense flatly denied the high-rise buildings. At least we do not see anywhere else, except in the area, which will talk about later. We came to the tower from the Field of Mars, where there are six grass beds. These beds we have seen before, but only now realized their purpose. The fact that the same day near the tower held a concert opera, and the large audience took their seats in the accurate, as we approach the goal of our excursion. In those days we still had a rare "high rise" equipment, lighting and video camera for very long rod: We have long stood in line for admission tickets. When we use the elevator reached the first level of the tower, the concert has already started and we watched half of the Campo Marzio, filled with spectators. Here are some photos from the first level. In addition to the picturesque Seine we saw with interest the roofs of the houses, which, unlike our "wild" areas, is very practical to use a solarium and quiet courtyards with small add-ons-houses. At the first level, we have already paid for tickets to the top and took advantage of another, speed, lift. Of course, there are stairs. But have not heard that someone on it went to a height of 350 meters. The view from the height needs no comment. Upstairs fairly closely, a lot of people. There is a fee telescope. Over the railing spanned a large, 5 inches in the cell lattice. Obviously, for the prevention of suicides. Surely there would be a few suicides, not devoid of romance. On the way back at the first level, we looked at a computer device that prints an "individual ticket" to celebrate the millennium. True, the ticket bore a symbolic nature, but having them create a certain mood unusual involvement of something sublime, alien and unique. There, in the same tier, we saw a pointer to the distances to other cities. It was nice to see, among others, and Kiev. Since it was late, decided to try to go home by taxi. Fortunately, we were just four. And just managed to find a free taxi driver. Imagine our surprise when we learned that, it turns out, the Parisian taxi fleet is equipped with beautiful modern Mercedes, does not carry passengers in the front seat beside the driver. That is, the seat itself is, and it is absolutely free, but that's not carrying it. Search for second taxi, we did not want and we the youth, running, not to be late, got home on the subway. The next morning we had planned a trip to Versailles. We got there by train RER without incident, however, as there too. Moreover, on arrival we found that exposure of the palace is closed for 2-hour break, although the view of the entrance inspired us to hope to communicate with the majestic and beautiful. We are settling for less. Wander through, look at the picturesque fountains, which are also on this day did not work (no surprise with our gypsy fortune, right?). But the distance we saw a pond. To him and went. Along the way poglazeli local cabbies and glamorous for a free transport service, reminiscent of the delivery of passengers to the aircraft at the airport: By the way were some sculptures on and off (of course) falls. And here is an interesting marble colonnade: When we got to the water, it emerged that it employs something like a small "boat station" with a paid rental. We are so tired of the grueling tours and travel, would gladly boarded the boat and swam for about an hour on the long pond cruciform shape. On the way back to the palace we saw the green palisadnichki and huge blooming flower beds. Movement under the hot May sun we finally relax, and despite the end of the break, we did not watch the exposure of the palace, being content with just the purchase of two brand videos with a description of this exposition, of course, in French. It turns out we were one of the most mundane and devoid of craving for art of visitors to the greatest of European palaces. Well done, everyone has an interest in travel. We were interested in this country more utilitarian and simple things. Connoisseur of art and architecture, we do not understand how, though, and we have them. But we are happy to dedicate time to explore different sides of simple local life. For example, we went into a confectioner's and tried the whole range of local sweets. Were surprised to find one, so to speak, "Confectionery" product. It was made in the form polurakushki-oysters with "flooded" in polurakushku, as in a cup caramel. But the point was that. That shell could neither bite nor dissolve saliva. In the end we tossed shell on the ground and tried to break down. Nothing happened. We have remained in the dark about this masterpiece of French confectionery industry. Another time we bought at a sample of several species of native gums. And discovered that, contrary to the views of our childhood, when "zhuvachka" brought "from behind a hill" seemed almost the product of alien civilizations, the French gum more taut, chew harder and less tasty than ours. Another aim of our movement on the French capital was the business district La Defense, «a little piece of New York", as we represent it before our departure Ukrainian experts in Paris. Arriving there on the subway, we found that out of the subway is not on the street and into a huge shopping mall. I intentionally do not talk about the impressions we received from local outlets. On the one hand, about a thousand times all told, as in the 70's and 80's of the Soviet people naturally lose consciousness of capitalist abundance. On the other hand, we are not rich people, and shopping - not my forte. Especially when you consider that the average salary in Ukraine at that time was a tenth of the cost of air tickets for domestic flight campaign, Air France and half price bottles of champagne in the cabaret Moulin Rouge. But I can not say that we are simply stunned by the volume of retail space, product line and the size of the shopping mall. A lot of cars in the underground parking lot, truck, brim full of shopping, it was all very, very unusual, considering that the very concept of "supermarket" in those days was for us a synonym for the Soviet of the word "supermarket" and was not associated with bulk purchases. Two or three floors of shopping complex was put away under the ground, about five floors above ground were. As a result, little of what I got separated from their companions, so more and half an hour looking out into the street, because none of the English-speaking French people to "catch" could not, and every time the wrong floor, then gets to the second floor, then on the "minus first . Coming, finally, into the air and found waiting for me comrades, I saw ... no, not New York, rather, a Moscow-style business center. Very much impressed by the building with no visible traces of the outside windows and floors: There was also the fairgrounds, within which there were no shows, but outside it looked great. To the left of the exhibition center you can see the structure of the surreal - a tall building of unknown purpose in the form of the Cyrillic letter "P". However, rising on a paid lift on his roof, we admired the abundance and by the business district and adjacent areas of the city. Toward evening, after dark, we visited the famous Latin Quarter. Since it is not very well oriented in the city, had to walk several kilometers on foot to get there. Accordingly, we are so easy to work up an appetite. At this point we already had some experience of using local food service. Excellent impression left work waiters. Their expertise lay in the fact that, without leaving the client without attention, they were not at all intrusive. In our area so far I have not met a real professional "veytery. We or they completely forget about you, making getting up from their seats and run to the bar to something else to order, or stand two meters away from the table and "eat" your eyes. In Paris, everything is different. It seems that you forgot about. But if you look up and turn around, as immediately meet a glance waiter who does not need to say anything, he understands everything fits, and condescending (but very tactfully) with a smile, help nefrankoyazychnomu client to continue the order. And, of course, their continued "Wu, a la" when brought order and put on the table. All very proudly and with dignity, but absolutely without a shadow of contempt for the customer as often behave in our local "Suslyatiny. Anecdote, I hope everyone knows that. Actually, you should say that we have not had much luck in a French cafe. As I said earlier, perhaps this is due to our not very large financial resources, but also that more true with our zero strength in the French language. Of the well remembered different salads, for example, using raw mushrooms. Several attempts to order the meat dishes. In some cases, chew outwardly beautiful piece of meat was not possible. In other cases, the meat clearly fit under the name of the substance of the joke about the leaders of the revolution - "gazmaznya. Therefore, we decided to "flop" to the Chinese "comrades". These institutions have always been a big assortment, though unknown to us, but it is nutritious and suitable for a variety of chewing mushrooms, peppers and cabbage outlandish. Of course, the food at Chinese schools did not bring the pleasure of the perception of a unique French charm, but their own stomachs were dearer to us than experience. Dine in the cafe, we are pleasure to walk on the romantic narrow streets and went home to sleep. At the same time, our day was over, and next morning we called a taxi and went to Orly airport, from which flew in the direction of the Cote d'Azur in Nice. 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