Woke up this morning and the world was white. Apparently Normandy gets fog. I guess the whole being near the ocean and the channel has something to do with it. Who would have thought?
I am slowly but surely improving in my listening skills. Understanding my host mom's three year old granddaughter was quite a challenge for me at the beginning. Considering the language, the accent, and the fact that she speaks in the difficult language of a three year old, I think this is a breakthrough. I have had fun playing with her. She taught me that an octopus is une pieuvre when we were playing yesterday. A very handy word to know, haha.
Once I had arrived in France and had a chance to look around, I began to realized that there were a few things that I needed to add to my wardrobe. First I needed to ditch my bright orange snow jacket for a neutral colored coat. Next I needed to retire my salt stained (F)Ugg boots for a tasteful pair of black leather boots. Well it has been four days and I have been able to check the coat off my list but the leather boots still need to be purchased. If I am to integrate with the French culture I need to stop looking like an American tourist and adopt a more European style. It is like the scene in Sabrina when she arrives at the station in Long Island after two years in Paris. She is transformed into a chic, fashionable woman, no longer the girl "just over the garage." Like Audrey Hepburn (not a bad fashion muse I believe), I want to dish my American duds and accent and basically become French for four months. Je pense que c'est une bonne idée.
My Unfinished and Incomplete list of things to do:
1) Buy a coat that doesn't scream "I am not from here!"
2) Buy a pair of leather boots.
3) Learn to speak French.
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