French Word of the Day: marcher (mar-shay)- to walk
You’ve got to give it to the French: they sure are persistent. Thursday, they’re launching an even bigger strike. I think this time public transportation is going to be basically shut down. Seems like I may have to finally figure out how to walk to school.
I also have to go meet my lupus doctor for the first time on Thursday. I don’t even remember where he is, but that’s going to be interesting.
There’s a possibility that I might be improving in my oral French skills. When I order food, people don’t stare at me as though I’m speaking Russian to them. I also was able to properly act out the part of an angry customer to the point where my teacher kept laughing at everything I said and proclaimed me to be the most difficult customer she’d ever met.
And she’s FRENCH.
After class, Théo met me at my school and brought me a pain au chocolat. Going for the Best Boyfriend Ever award? I think yes.
All-in-all today was a pretty decent day other than learning about the strike. And now I have to go do homework about the past prefect tense (passé simple). Incredibly useful, the past perfect. It’s a tense no one ever uses unless they’re writing a book.
If I ever write a book in French, I’ll be grateful for this. Probably. Not. (It can be avoided even if you’re writing a book.)
Pain au chocolat count: 23!!!!