Saturday, August 16, 2008

we're not staying on "school street" for nothin

Our hotel here in Paris is on la Rue des Ecoles - within a few miles, there is College de France, La Sorbonne, the Jussieu Campus which houses the Pierre & Marie Curie and Denis Diderot branches of University of Paris, among other intellectual-sounding things. There are even a bunch of little Auto Ecoles tucked between brasseries and cafes - tech schools for the French motorheads of the world. But classes are not in session, so no grease monkey hotties wandering around during lunch breaks. Le sigh.

I am surrounded by smart vibes and can't help but reflect on some things I've learned during my visit so far:
  1. My French is not nearly as horrible as I imagined (People get me things! And don't roll their eyes too much)
  2. I really really like olives
  3. The stereotype of baguettes being sold every-fricking-where in Paris is mythology (we walked many blocks before finding a traditional bakery offering a plain loaf of French bread - the street vendors sell fancy sandwiches)
  4. The dollar is bloody embarrassingly nearly-worthless against the Euro
  5. I can restrain myself from buying $100 shoes and $60 underwear [barely]
  6. I really really like wine
  7. Wine is cheaper than Coke and sometimes water
  8. People here do love their dogs like children (they're often welcome in cafes and on the Metro; not always the same for kids...ha)
  9. Smiling as a form of communication (plus repeating "S'il vous plait" and "Merci") usually makes everything better

Now we are off to dinner at La Tour Eiffel (eeeeeeeeEEEEeee!). I am wearing my jaunty brown striped skirt, summery white button-down shirt, and black flats; I feel tres jolie (though no beret; seems like too much and I don't really look good in hats).

Au revoir, mis amis!

11 comments:

Oliver Rain said...

You are just so adorable.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Le sigh. Wish I was there.

katydidnot said...

crepes for breakfast i hope.

cousin amy said...

Yay! So how did you get to France? What happened!?

LarryG said...

ooo do pluck an allouette if you get the opportunity...
will they let you bring feathers back into the US?
well maybe a picture of the wee birdie! :)
sounds so wonderful!

Lisa Milton said...

I'm quite sure you could rock a beret. With wine, of course.

JCK said...

This AMI is green with ENVY. But, I guess you can enjoy yourself. Somehow in that jaunty outfit I am imagining you in one of those wonderful French Films.

phd in yogurtry said...

Le sigh, is right. I just got back from two weeks vacation and I want to be in Paris. Instead my neighbors have french speaking relatives visiting and I, in no way, want to embarrass myself trying to dredge up my 7 years of french. I suck that bad.

Tootsie Farklepants said...

Baguettes and wine! Who needs anything else?

I'm tres pea green, btw.

holly said...

OH OH OH number 3: that's RECENT. you couldn't swing a cat when i was there and not hit a pile of them all around! baguette breakfasts, baguette lunches...

but what you wouldn't know as a slender woman is that you can be quite plumpish (as i was when i was there years ago) and you will still get chatted up from the french men on the street, even though you are walking with your hubby. hmmm...yes waiter man, i am so dumping my husband for you and your minimum french wage. cool.

KD @ A Bit Squirrelly said...

That just sounds SO awesome! WHat a wonderful trip!

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