Friday, February 12, 2010
One Euro, One Euro
The fellows who sell Eiffel Tower trinkets are almost iconic as the tower itself. They are everywhere at the base of the tower, down the Champs de Mars, along the Pont d'Iena, and up the hill to the Palais de Chaillot. And they will not stop haranguing you with their cries of "one euro, one euro" even if you avert your eyes and keep walking. It's not clear to me whether they are illegal immigrants or illegal vendors or both but when the police come, they run and run fast.
Over a year ago, I tried to snap a photo of one vendor and he yelled at me something fierce, demanding that I delete the picture of him. I was too freaked out to quibble. But the other day, I was able to catch this photo from my seat on the bus where no one was paying attention to what I was doing. I'd rather have this for a souvenir than one of those ticky tacky towers anyway. And never fear, I don't think the authorities are monitoring my blog for evidence of miscreants.
I also once tried to engage one of these vendors as to how many keychains he sold on a good day. But either his French or mine was creating a problem and I never could make myself understood. One thing's for sure: that's one tough way to make a living.