Reflections

Alright, so France isn't perfect. My mom read my last entry and remarked that the honeymoon is over. Well, the honeymoon was over a long time ago, but sometimes it comes back on sunny days when I feel competent with my language skills and really feel like I'm accomplishing something here. It really depends. My last entry touches on what is really THE thing that bothers me about France. The main thing. My diet is also lacking in vegetables and really anything that isn't bread or cheese, but that's another story.

Today I succeeded in getting my hair cut in France. I think I can say that is an accomplishment. Also, I feel like I look very French now. My host mom thought it was very funny that I wanted to get my hair cut in France. It wasn't necessarily that so much as I didn't really want to wait until I got back to the States because it was getting much too long. But anyway. Minus ten inches of hair and feeling good.

I realized earlier today that I forgot to write about the sign language workshop I went to. I went to this "introduction to sign language" (French sign language, mind you) workshop at La Vie Enchantiee, the co-op. They were playing this game called The Village, which I play with my friends at school all the time, so it was really funny to find out that it is universal and can also be played in sign language. Unfortunately, the only thing I remember how to say in French sign language is loup-garou, or werewolf. Hehe.

My dear friend Meredith is coming to visit this weekend from Italy. I am so excited! We are going to do a lot of French things, and I am going to do a lot of translating, which I think will be funny. On Sunday night the whole family is coming over for a musical soiree, kind of like an open mic night at my house, and my host mom is making fondue and crème brûlée, which will just be fantastic. Also, my host mom said she's going to hide Easter eggs all around the house, which I think is pretty funny too, especially since there aren't any kids around except Loann who is three months old. Apparently Easter egg hunts have no age limit.