Feeling in FRANCE..!!

Hi all,
First of all its strange to me also, that after having launched myself on the blogger’s pad, and being in the picturesque city of France for a stage, (which is sadly nearing to an end in few weeks), I have not yet posted any of my travel experiences or shared the innumerable pictures I have clicked from my old Sony dig cam. Okay, truth being told, I forfeited the chance to travel very extensively in and out of France, partly because of my parsimonious traits, partly due to the load(read pressure) of my project’s schedule and partly due to my incapability to find a noble soul(read Indian) to hang out with till long. And I feel travelling alone needs double courage, as does it halves the pleasure of the trip. Plus, for someone like me, who is very fond of getting her pictures clicked in the ambience (i guess many are ..!! ;)) I get a bit out of sorts, asking others to click my picture and trying to explain my statement to the French guy/gal only adds to the icing of inconveniences....!!
Let me tell you one thing...You should really know some level of French, if you are to strike a warm conversation with people here...Every time I say:”Parlez vous Anglais?” (which is one French statement i really know..;) and which translates to: Do you speak English?), I feel the attention of people shifting, fleeting, it’s as if they wanna say, “How dare you come to my country without knowing my Language?”, ;) but for sure, the pride is ostensible. But of course, there are other people, who will acknowledge your plight (read sad) and help you out.
But luck may not be favourable every time here..!!I mean I can vividly remember times when I first landed in Paris on June 3 , and stayed there for a night in a hotel. Now, I was pretty hungry that time and after garnering some bit of courage, strayed out and began hunting for cheap-yet-edible-vegetable-based-snack nearby. I must say, it took me quite a time to explain to the man in the store about my necessity at the moment. Anyhow, with a heavy heart, I parted with my 3 Euros, and grabbed a Nature Lays packet and a Fanta can, as it seemed the last resort to a hungry stomach. Paris is expensive man..!, I realized. When to buy a simple chips and a cold drink can cost me so much, what about living in this city beautiful with its charms and charisma...But Thank God, morning came in quickly and it was time for me to pack my bags and head to Gare de Lyon, the railway station nearby Daumesnil Hotel, where I had stayed for the night, to catch my train to Montpellier, my final destination..Which was to house a solitary soul like me for next two months and two days in its heart..;)