Just got back from Paris. On our last day, we went to the Musee d'Orsay (the hotel concierge didn't bother to tell us the Louvre is closed on Tuesday.) I am a middle-aged woman and after a week in Paris I could barely walk. In the Tuillieries, which is basically a park, we came upon what looked like a snack stand surrounded by a sea of tables and chairs. We bought ice cream and water at the counter and sat at one of the tables near a fetid pond. We were almost finished with our snack and resting my bruised feet, when a waiter appeared at our table and yelled at us in French. We gathered we were not allowed to have "take-away" at one of the dozens of empty tables affiliated with the snack stand. We "chatted" with him for awhile and he became more and more enraged and grabbed our table and began tipping it. This to very tired women who were about to leave anyway. I don't care about French vs. American vs. Antarctican: I am human, and a tired lady should not be accosted!