Café...(17/5)

My friend dated me at a new Starbucks in Saint Michel, and for the first time since I have left Hong Kong 16 months ago, I went into the cafe giant again, ironally, in one of its shops in Paris...I tried their new item Mocha Banane, and when I sat on the sofa, I realised the uniqueness of those cafes I went to in Paris which I might have missed. The Starbucks was nicely decorated, clean, modernly managed and commercialised. It's a comfortable environment for a quiet moment, but oddly I felt a bit strange when I realised that I was actually sitting somewhere in Paris. I recalled how a typical Parisien cafe would be like...a bit smoky, cozy (or I should say limited space), small round tables, terrace, sunshine if there is any, Parisian type of service, expresso, pay before you go, no surname would be asked when ordered, art nouveau design (meaning decoration was done some era ago)...
This is what Paris is, something I like a lot, a state I named chaotic 'system to be'. Starbucks continues its expansion in Paris, and when you stay in the shop, you would find that the clientele would be youngsters, a symbol of the altitude the new generation eyes on the American culture perhaps. Of course, situated in the number one city of tourism in the world, the American shop has no problem to receive tourists and visitors from other countries from day to night. Drinking coffee becomes a memory of my life in Paris.