10 juillet mardi
dej: l’assiette au boeuf salade (that is the name of the restaurant, plate of beef?): tuna, salmon and tons of yummy veggies
le diner: soup, salad, beef + zucchini/squash flan (yum) + fromage + abricot et peche
I wish I was better about documenting things: thoughts, feelings, emotions, etc. while here and at home. The best things I have learned being in France this summer is how much I love America and am so grateful for so many things. Trust me, there are plenty of differences between France and America, but the best is when I find similarities. It makes me feel at home and connected to these people. I am realizing that family may the largest asset we have or at least one of the most amazing ones. Love comes in a very close second. I am so thankful for all of you who read this and love me. *not necessarily in that order? 🙂
11 juillet mecredi
dej: taboule with shrimp and lots of water
le diner: melon, salad, a macaroni type dish with yummy smoked ham and tons of different cheeses, fromage et abricots
Went to the beach again today and it was so fabulous for me mentally, physically, and emotionally. There is something about salty water and clear blue skies that always put me in a really good mood.
12 juillet jeudi (16 days left in France)
dej: sandwich, apple on the go (hurrying to go to St. Guilhem, then realized once we had gone 30 minutes out of town on the tram that we had missed the bus to St. G. wow.)
So, I went home and napped for 1.5 hours (bliss) and then worked on homework and projects to get ahead which was a great feeling. I wrote a french poem and edited some of my pictures for my project, pretty excited about it.
le diner: cold tomato soup (with basil and squash pureed in it too), salad, croquette with chicken and eggplant (reminded me of chicken parmesan but they were small little things, very yummy) with gorgeously smooth tomato sauce (don’t worry, Mommy yours is still the best), fromage + abricot
Went out with Sophie (my housemate from German Switzerland) to meet up with my american friends at Robin Hood bar (a super English bar), very fun night and we came back home early together which was nice and spoke in french a lot on the tram back and then skyped with Pres once I got home and it was still only 6pm or so at home… ready for the time change to not be an entire day.
13 juillet vendredi
weird, i come home in two weeks.
dej: at a hole in the wall place that was super excellent near the St. Denis church with ringing bells at noon, so picturesque. best lunch so far. i’ll include pictures for your viewing pleasure.
this will be great:
Lessons Learned on the tram today– there was a very large woman/she-man type person talking to her son/lover (couldn’t tell, sketchy thing #1, she called him her ‘cherie’) and was speaking very loudly (#2) and being extremely awkward in body language and facial expressions. (i was having a hard time not laughing out loud at her and meanwhile i’m just trying to listen to my ipod and get home). then, the good part. she started scratching around her ear and digging around inside, then she would get something and flick it into the air and on to the ground (i’m cracking up just thinking about it)… the people around her are inching away and completely wigged out. then after me watching this for far too long, she starts digging around in her purse and I’m thinking ok she is finished being gross. wrong, she pulls out a key on a long neck keychain and proceeds to dig around in her ear with the smaller end of the key. (trying not to gag now) and meanwhile she is speaking very loudly to this guy beside her and they are just the most awkward two people I have ever experienced. and proceeds to flick the chunks of ear wax from the key to the tram in general. i thought i was going to have to make an emergency exit, plus the whole time i’m moving away from them as much as possible to escape soon. YUCK.
Apparently, I’m sensitive to cleanliness or something. The tram is probably a landing dock for germs and straight-up diseases, so I have hand sanitizer and had to look high and low for it here, but darn it I found some. I guess this is my impression of everything and everyone, how clean they are… toe nails, bathrooms (if available), food, trams, buses, homeless people just laying on the ground in the tram…
le diner: melon avec le sel, salade, fish with a tomato/onion sauce, de pois chiches (garbanzo beans), fromage + abricot
Also, I feel like it is so important to learn languages. It is such a cool thing to be able to talk to people differently but about the same topics. It is such an asset and such a gift to be able to communicate in other languages as well as your own. In Europe, because there are so many countries in a small amount of space, language is very important. Of course in the US, it is not as crucial because English is the international language and also because we don’t have 12 other countries within a day of traveling. I think I need Rosetta Stone: Spanish for Christmas, listening Santa?
Other great things Europe for the summer has taught me:
I am very talented at polishing off entire bottles of water at a time (you thought I was going to say wine didn’t you?), taking naps with my awesome shades (exactly like The Holiday shades, be jealous) and wonderful wonderful olive oil. I am convinced that olive oil is now part of my cardiovascular system and I will not be able to cook with anything else, ever again.
After dinner, Anne took Sophie, Daniela and me to the dance party where we go to the beach and that was fun, but I was the only one dancing and it was too loud to talk so it was kind of awkward. Then we went to a different place that was close to the port and we danced with a DJ, then an older man came up to me and asked me to dance in french and swung me around for a song or two. It was so great, missing my real dance partner!