I love this city! (Pictures to come of my appartement)After a few rather stressful days, I quickly accepted the apartment because I needed a place to live badly. Although it is a little on the expensive side, I believe I can get government assistance and probably pay half of what I am now. Typing is a constant struggle, because my roommate can't figure out her wi-fi password, so I'm actually using Karina's computer... c'est la vie. Hopefully I'll have mine up soon.
Tomorrow I have my first observations at a second school along with no idea how to find it. Figuring out the bus will be my second priority after grocery shopping very soon.
Other than that, my only complaint about this region is the number of Anglophone tourists! They're ruining my attempts at speaking French, because everyone in the hospitality and food service industries speaks English.
I'll give you an example:
At the hotel, I told the receptionist, "J'ai passé la nuit ici hier soir, et je voudrais acheter la chambre pour une deuxième nuit," not a terrible sentence and I thought my accent was o.k.
But then she responded, "I know you speak English. But that's very good you tried to speak French."
I wasn't trying lady, I was speaking French. This happens more than you would think, but I just keep speaking French to everyone who tries to stop me. Take that!
1 comment:
that happens to me ALL THE TIME. granted, i'm in paris, so i should expect that nearly everyone speaks english, but i'd still like it if they humored me.
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