That's right. In two days I am moving to France and I have not yet begun to pack.
It is funny that I am moving to france since I spent my high school and college focusing on spanish, lived in Chile for a semester, and worked as a spanish translator in Nicaragua. The reason that it is funny is because now I am attempting to learn french. French is hard. It is especially hard when you are still learning Spanish. When I am in the shower I like to think to myself in Spanish so I don't forget, but all of my french learning is getting in the way.
My french partner in crime has taught me a few key phrases that will be very useful in getting me into trouble in bars. For normal everyday conversation, I have resorted to listening to french lessons on my Ipod that i downloaded from the cheap version of rosetta stone (the $49 dollar version). It insists on continuously teaching me how to talk about a girl names stephanie (Stephanie habite a Paris...Stephanie est blonde...stephanie a trois frere...Stephanie voyage souvant...La famille de stephanie habitent a bordeau) and about how to find my hotel or the bank (Ou est le banque?...dans quelle rue est l'hotel?...ou se trouve le banque?)
All in all, I am going to make good conversation in France. Hah.
Despite my worries about mastering French and my lack of packing, I am extremely excited about this new move. I feel a little insane about moving to france without having even been to Europe before, but life needs a little adventure right? If you are interested to know, why the sudden move to France?, you will have to inquire in person. :D
So the next time you hear from me, it will be from France (which is a feminine country...referred to using la as opposed to le according to my fake rosetta stone).
Bye All!
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