Today's train ride home was relatively uneventful...mostly. As usual, when finished with my classes, I go to the station and catch the next train heading back to Paris. When I arrive at La Defense, unless I feel like walking, I change trains for the short one stop trip to my town. Today's trip was no different, and since it is a bit blustery today I chose to take the train rather than arrive home feeling a bit thrashed by the wind. I have two "train" options from La Defense home. I can either take the train, or the tram. Usually my decision is based on which leaves first since both arrive 2 minutes after they leave. Today was the train, and therein lies the decision that changed my normal trip home into something a little more interesting.
Paris is known for its colorful people. You will find them in subways, street corners, in parks, and in all major tourist attractions. I'm talking about the living statues and walking one-man-band kind of colorful people. Now generally I have the pleasure of listening the these musical talents in the metros, but today it was a train in the suburbs. Still nothing remarkable. There was a man with an accordion, fairly standard train/subway musical instrument, and then there was the other guy...
Imagine those fake plastic teeth that come with your Halloween costume. You know, the big teeth, lots of gums, a couple teeth missing. Those teeth. Make them real and imagine the person who has those teeth. Had he not taken part in the musical talent show he was probably still going to be noticed, even just briefly, because of these teeth. Now, give this man two pop cans. Two full, unopened pop cans. And when man #1 starts playing his accordion, imagine man #2 tapping the bottom of the two cans together to the beat of the music. Now, as if this weren't interesting enough, imagine him starting to not just sway but step and slide side to side to the rhythm. Add in a bit of a dip to the step-slide, continue with the can banging and don't forget to picture the teeth. It's kind of a funny image.
Those things you'd never think you'd see, the things you always expected to see, and the things you couldn't even imagine could happen in Paris.
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