Thursday, June 25, 2009

Monday, June 22, 2009

Fête de la Musique

Yesterday, for Fête de la Musique, the Brit and I met a couple of friends on the Quai de la Loire. We ended up having drinks near a brass band, but moved to another location when a DJ across the street decided to test the volume of his speakers. We couldn’t hear each other even when yelling and thought it best to move on before our hearing was completely destroyed. Later, the Brit and I had dinner in the 6th and wandered around a bit near Luxembourg. We passed bands singing and playing all sorts of music and there were tons of people in the streets.

Here are a few photos for those of you who’ve never experienced Fête de la Musique in France.









Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Yoghurting


As someone who’s made a few gaffes in French, I can sympathize with some of the examples in
this article. One personal example that comes to mind occurred when I lived with a host family during my study abroad. I was spending the evening with my host brother and some of his friends and got a couple of reflexive verbs confused. I meant to say tu te moques de moi (you’re making fun of me), but instead I said tu me manques (I miss you). They all had a good laugh at that...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

To: Mr. too-self-centered-to-notice-anything-around-him; on line 1, direction Vincennes; wearing dark rimmed glasses and a striped shirt.


I’m sure whatever you were reading was SO interesting, but would it have hurt you to glance up when the metro stopped to see if you needed to shift or turn around and face the doors?

I didn’t bump into you several times because I was getting friendly. I was attempting to be considerate and make room for people trying to get on. Rather than say something to you, I thought getting jostled a bit might give you a clue. But apparently not…

Monday, June 8, 2009

Metro Manners

Ladies, in a metro that is packed like a tin of sardines flipping your hair or whipping it about is NOT a good idea. You aren't staring in a shampoo commercial (perhaps in your head, but not in the real world). So before you toss the hair about to flirt with your companion, consider the other commuters within striking distance.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Confused identity

Is it just me or does the photo of Annette Benning look like Vanessa Williams?