As amazing (and I do mean amazing) the food is in France, I'm always cracking up at how backward some attempts at Western food turn out. Orange Juice is downright disgusting, don't get me started on le hot dog, and donuts are something out of The Simpsons with their crazy cartoon sprinkles.More disturbing however is the neighboring suite to my hotel room. I keep hearing some dude talking backwards from behind the door, accompanied by the sound of a midget sawing a log.
