Here’s a fun photo story from the Reuter’s blog. A group of Japanese expats in Paris are helping tidy the city in an attempt to ammeliorate the symptoms of “Paris Syndrome”.
According to Wikipedia, Paris Syndrome is:
“a constellation of symptoms primarily affecting mood which affects visitors working and vacationing in Paris, France.”
Basically, Japanese women who grew up reading Palace of Versailles set manga and watching films like Amelie arrive in Paris to have their illusions instantly shattered by cigarette-butt littered streets and narky waiters.
Some vistors are driven to nervous breakdown. In 2006 the BBC reported that the Japanese embassy in Paris had to repatriate four tourists with a medic on the plane to help them in their distressed state.
I’ve always suspected a corresponding Tokyo Syndrome actually, people who come expecting servile robots and nymphomaniac women (or perhaps the reverse).
And there’s no-one repatriate the victims of that malady! I guess they just take up residence in the corner of a Roppongi Irish bar.