Why Americans travel to Europe for what?

Why Americans travel to Europe for what?

Americans go to London for social triumph, to Rome for art’s sake, and to Berlin to study music and to economize; but they go to Paris to enjoy themselves. And there are no young men of any nation who enter into the accomplishment of this so heartily and so completely as does the young American.

Paris determined to see all that any one else has ever seen, and to outdo all that any one else has ever done, and to stir that city to its suburbs. He saves his time, his money, and his superfluous energy for this visit, and the most amusing part of it is that he always leaves Paris fully assured that he has enjoyed himself while there more thoroughly than any one else has ever done, and that the city will require two or three months’ rest before it can read just itself after the shock and wonder due to his meteoric flight through its limits. Paris, he tells you, ecstatically, when he meets you on the boulevards is “the greatest place on earth,” and he adds, as evidence of the truth of this, that he has not slept in three weeks. He is unsurpassed in his omnivorous capacity for sight-seeing, and in his ability to make himself immediately and contentedly at home.

The American visitor is not only undaunted by the strange language, but unimpressed by the signs of years of vivid history about him. He sandwiches a glimpse at the tomb of Napoleon, and a trip on a penny steamer up the Seine, and back again to the Morgue, with a rush through the Cathedral of Notre Dame, between the hours of his breakfast and the race-meeting at Longchamps the same afternoon. Nothing of present interest escapes him, and nothing bores him. He assimilates and grasps the method of Parisian existence with a rapidity that leaves you wondering in the rear, and at the end of a week can tell you that you should go to one side of the Grand Hôtel for cigars, and to the other to have your hat blocked. He knows at what hour Yvette Guilbert comes on at the Ambassadeurs’, and on which mornings of the week the flower-market is held around the Madeleine.

While you are still hunting for apartments he has visited the sewers under the earth, and the Eiffel Tower over the earth, and eaten his dinner in a tree at Robinson’s, and driven a coach to Versailles over the same road upon which the mob tramped to bring Marie Antoinette back to Paris, without being the least impressed by the contrast which this offers to his own progress. He develops also a daring and reckless spirit of adventure, which would never have found vent in his native city or town, or in any other foreign city or town. It is in the air, and he enters into the childish goodnature of the place and of the people after the same mariner that the head of a family grows young again at his class reunion.

The Château Rouge was originally the house of some stately family in the time of Louis XIV. They will tell you there that it was one of the mistresses of this monarch who occupied it, and will point to the frescos of one room to show how magnificent her abode then was. This tradition may or may not be true, but it adds an interest to the house, and furnishes the dramatic contrast to its present wretchedness.

Tokyo is unique–the result of its peculiar evolution

Tokyo is unique–the result of its peculiar evolution

To describe a great city like London or Paris to an American, or a mighty American city such as New York or Chicago to a European, is a comparatively easy matter. They are kith and kin, so to speak, sprung from the same civilization. Tokyo is different. It would be as misleading to treat it as an Eastern city as not to treat it as such. Tokyo has none of the characteristic, often sordid, aspects of a so-called Eastern city. The keen observer will not be slow to gain glimpses, through the crevices of its modern exterior, of that inner life which distinguishes it from any other great city in the world.

Tokyo had grown to be a very complex and indeed highly civilized city during its three centuries of national seclusion. To this civilization has been added in the past hundred years the modern superstructure of the West. To the newcomer the city may seem a heterogeneous medley, at once ultramodern, quaint, colorful, even bizarre–a “cocktail” sort of a city. He may think that Tokyo is passing through a violently transitional stage, or that it is perhaps only half Western. The true explanation is that Tokyo is unique–the result of its peculiar evolution, and must therefore be judged or appreciated by its unique standard. The same applies to the old cities of Kyoto, Osaka, Nagoya and other big cities.

It would be simple to describe Tokyo in yearbook style as the capital of the Japan, one of the half-dozen World Powers, with an extensive area of 213 square miles, a little more than Chicago, inhabited by 12,790,000 people, a city with all the latest improvements in the accommodation and administration which go to make a great metropolis. Such a description, however, will give no picture of what Tokyo is really like. To frame an adequate picture one must dip a little into its historical background.

All About Abbey Road in London

All About Abbey Road in London

Abbey Road, a residential road in St. John’s Wood in north-west London, makes for an unusual tourist attraction. There are very little shops or restaurants on Abbey Road and yet thousands of tourists flock there every week. Once they are there, they disrupt traffic by their picture taken on the zebra crossing in front of Abbey Road Studios.

To understand why, take a look at the cover of 1969 Beatles album Abbey Road. On the cover, the Fab Four are pictured walking across a tree-lined road on a zebra crossing. The picture was taken on 8th August 1969, the album was released on 26th September 1969. Ever since, the zebra crossing has been a popular with Beatles fans from all over the world who want to have their picture taken walking across the iconic zebra crossing.

London Pub Lunches

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One other meal-time subject requires special attention, because it involves the most popular lunch-time restaurant of the average Englishman-the pubs. Nearly every pub in London serves either hot or cold food at lunchtime, some of them elaborately, others by merely placing a serving bowl containing a single food item-hot macaroni and cheese, for instance-onto the bar.

The food at pubs is surprisingly tasty, and consists of the best British specialties-such items as “Scotch eggs” (a hard-boiled egg surrounded by ham and veal, and enclosed in a dough crust), or veal pie (a cutaway chunk of bread, with a hardboiled egg and veal inside it), or a meat “salad” (roast beef with a touch of greens, tomatoes and cole slaw), and all accompanied by a pint of beer (mild or bitter or ‘half-n-half’).

If you’ll eat standing up (the sit-down meals in a pub are always more expensive), and are prepared to gain your acceptance in the pub by being quiet and unobtrusive, you’ll partake of a wonderful English experience, and you’ll have some of the best meals available in London. Where are the pubs? They’re everywhere-and they carry quaint names like “The Lamb & Flag,” or ‘The King’s Head,” or ‘The Museum Tavern,” the latter being opposite the British Museum and one of the best in town.

A typical pub meal? Hope usually has a Scotch egg, potato salad, and tomato juice; I have a slice of meat pie with mustard, and a glass of lager.