One thing I absolutely adore about Nantes is all the free news. I bask in it.
You walk down the street and newspapers are practically thrown at you. Did you know Senegalese rappers were starting a revolution based in Port-au-Prince?
Now you do.
Did you know Canadian professors in Quebec are angry with French students for coming over for the cheap english classes, thus conning one of the best educational systems in the world?
It's big news.
Did you know Nicolas Sarkozy and Carla Bruni had a baby girl today?
Congratulations. Babies are wonderful things, and french ones are so well behaved. I've never seen such polite, quiet, adult-like gosses before.
Had an alarm for some sort of road work or construction site go off around me. First thought was
"Crap, gotta find a tornado shelter as fast as frickin' possible." Say it in a Minnesoootan accent and you've officially entered my thoughts.
The weird thing is, in France there are no tornados. Or really any extreme weather. When clouds build up a mild electric charge, all the power goes out in France, and then everyone strikes. Control nature, or else we faire greve!
Sighted recently: Lots of hideous norwegian sweaters and cape wearing women. Also the "Menotte Mardi" crew (Handcuff Tuesday) handcuffing themselves to random silly things yesterday.
One of my friends (NOT ME FOR ONCE) got called a "Pipelette." Politely, this means someone who never stops talking. They never shut UP.
Phrase of the day: "Il est bête et méchant."
He is stupid and mean. Say this in a petulant voice and it ends all arguments.
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