September 1st
Today I arrived in France. To tell the truth I was very nervous. However, I pushed through my stomach knots and made it to Le Havre with everything a-ok. I've met Camille, a tuteur at the university, her law student friend Jeremy, and Paula the other American student. We, meaning me and Paula, practiced our French with Camille and Jeremy over dinner. They decided to take use to a seafood restaurant so that we could try renowned Le Havre muscles. The muscles were delicious, especially with combined with fries, but the conch shells had too strong of a fish flavor for my tastes. Afterwords we went to a bar, though only for a brief while. There we met some Brazilian students that seemed pleasant enough. Finally, Camille drove me and Paula back home to the apartment, owned by an American woman, so that we could sleep off the jet-lag. What a busy day!
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Mary, I hope you keep blogging your trip, and keep a note book during the week.
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Dad
Practicing french eh? Let's see here. Hola amigos! Yo hablo el frencho muy bien, deme mucho grande burrito.
ReplyDeleteAnd so, the student has become the master.
Pierre out.
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ReplyDeleteMary, Peter put this comment in your blog....
DeleteSorry about this.... remember to never believe anything that Peter does......
Peter created this login for your mom....
Dad
Seems I need to reprogram Mom Pants 3000. She appears to have a mind of her own and is going against her creator.
ReplyDelete*Note to self: If this type of behavior persists I may have to terminate her and start from scratch.
-Dr. Pierre out