Sunday, September 11, 2011

Far From The Land of Platonic Cuddlers

I'm feeling cuddle-deprived.

Maybe it is a Minnesotan thing or just a weird my-friends-habit but nobody here cuddles. Unless of course you're their kiffe (crush, so to speak, though I'm using it incorrectly as a noun).

Ladies and gentleman (pimp and players), this is not the land of platonic cuddlers (nor is it the Carter for those of you who follow this reference). I've got to rely on my friends from Canadia and Britainnia for the physical non-sexual reassurance that I've been conditioned to need.

It's sad. I've come to the land of Loooove and all I want is to be just friends.

But enough of mooshy topics. I learned today that in addition to dancing "Le Rock" (the official dance for rock and roll.... EXCITING, I KNOW) at marriages, things devolve into fist pumping club tunes. At least they don't have grinding here (I hope). But then again, I'm assuming that everyone is well oiled so by the time 2 am rolls around, coordination is such that fist pumping is necessary.

Went for an hour-long walk round the city. I'm actually turning into my father, who lived in Paris during his gap year and took a buncha walks all the time everywhere. Nantes isn't as big, so I hope to find other things to do/places in Nantes to go. I don't get lost as much now, which is less fun.

Other exciting things-
1) There's a massive apple that grows here. It's triple the size of normal apples. You can make it into apple crumble, and funnily enough you get a Class A non-tradeable drug (jokes jokes... but it is that good).
2) Got a french Itunes account. Their selections are fantastic (who knew Europe had so much music?) and you can get all their DJ's stuff months before most Americans. Silly music laws=bypassed.
3) I understood everything almost everything in the sermon today in Church. French Catholics are pretty similar to American ones. Not quite the same as Lutherans (no doughtnuts and coffee afterwards, plus not everyone gets to go to heaven).
4) Everyone yelled "ROUGE" at me after breakfast. Context: I have lots of trouble saying "ou" in french. Thus when I kept saying the incorrect sound, "ROUGE!!!!" came from all around me. Sad day.

1 comment:

  1. À mon église catholique, il y a des post-mass cookies, et on ne croit pas à un ciel après la vie terrestre.

    Bisouxxxx

    Jacqui

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