This time the translation got lost in the other direction: one of my American friends was trying to find beets in the supermarket so she told the guy behind the counter, "Je voudrais des ... beets." Which she thought meant... Continue Reading →
One of my French friends has a British girlfriend, so his English is pretty good but he still sometimes makes mistakes. For example, he explained that he doesn't always get the curse words right: "It doesn't come to me naturally,... Continue Reading →
My Italian friend Riccardo was telling us about his day in Paris, and he said: "I met a Korean girl. She was really nice... and really expensive." ...wait, what?! Apparently the Italian word closest to "expensive" means outgoing, but all... Continue Reading →
One of my friends in London came to visit me this weekend, so we did the classic Paris tourist walk on Friday afternoon. Until Friday, I hadn't actually been to the Eiffel Tower in the entire month I'd been in... Continue Reading →
We got yelled at during class again yesterday for being too noisy, this time by the crochety old English professor next door. To be fair, I have no idea if she is actually crochety (although she is old). All I... Continue Reading →
However much I complain about the layers of bureaucracy that I've had to wade through on France, I must say that I am pleasantly surprised by the super relaxed liability requirements. On Saturday, my friend and I went adventuring (quite... Continue Reading →
Margaux Rhymes with Fargo 