I made a new friend in French class. She’s from New York and is here with her French fiance. We sat a free test yesterday, which was put on by Alliance Francaise for students of all levels.
It was touted as a way to measure our level of understanding of spoken and written French, and wasnt [...]
There was a small gathering of protesters outside the Palais de Justice this afternoon. I just happened to walk past as I was coming home from French class. And boy am I happy that I did! The place was teaming with hot french riot police, called the “Gendarmerie”.
Tall, slim, but not skinny, with riot armour [...]
Its been described as “The Look”.
All French men (and some women) do it. Its more than a glance. Its much, much less than a stare. Its never a leer. Its never accompanied by a smile. It perhaps includes an almost imperceptible look up and down.
Its a brief meeting of eyes. Its nothing more than an [...]
I went on a date last week (don’t get excited everyone, as I’ve discovered, its quite easy to get a first date here but they are generally not followed up by a second date. He wasn’t special, as you’ll see, but dates are a good way for me to practice French, so at least he [...]
This week has been a hard one.
Coming into Paris on the TGV (fast train) back from Nice, I started to feel a bit strange, apprehensive, unsure. I questioned myself about my feelings: I know this city, I know where I’m going and how to get there, I love arriving here. So why do I feel [...]
* warm, sweet, freshly baked brioche
* sweet smokey woodfires
* mineral/electrical smell of the brakes on the metro trains
* floral perfume and fresh flowers
* roasting chickens
* cigarettes and cigars
* stale urine (human and dog)
Apologies to those who have been waiting for another blog entry: sometimes ya just gotta live your life and write about it later, non?
So last week I finished up at my little rented apartment (my second stay there and oh how I wish I could buy it) and hopped on the TGV at Gare de [...]
Seems like most French people (a generalisation of course) either dont want to/dont need to be introduced say, to a group of friends in a bar or at a party. Its ok to just make eye contact and wait for an opportunity to speak to each other. So it is possible to be out with [...]
French families seem to go out, all together, on the weekends, even if its just to go for a walk together, then sit down for a coffee.
I’m in LOVE with French eggplants and tomatoes. The fruit is heavy, large, unblemished, colourful, full of flavour and fresh!
Apart from eggplants and tomatoes, not happy that I cant [...]
So I’ve had some interesting thoughts over the past few days………
JB said at dinner the other night that I’m either really brave or really crazy to be here without a job, a place to stay, not many friends, no family etc. I think I’m a little of both. In one way, if it was really [...]