August 30th

It's funny. I find myself telling different things to different people. I don't know if it is because I get bored of saying the same things over and over again, or because I know some parts of this one person will enjoy, while someone else would find that boring. For example, I will tell (for lack of a better description) one of my jock friends about TV here while I will tell one of my Berkeley friends about the museums I visited.

That may not have made sense. It's been a long day. This morning as I was getting ready to leave for Paris on the train I was told that I would be staying until Friday in Cannes with another family in the same house we had been staying at.  I am helping the mom get acclimated to the city and watching her two kids. While I am excited to get to Paris, this way I can move into my room when I arrive and it will give the boys a chance to settle back in before I get there.  This is an American family and being with them for just a day reminded me of how different things are in a French household. Not shocking, but it was funny how quickly I forgot that I could eat pizza with my hands with a cold beer still in the can, instead of a starter, a main course, a cheese dish and a dessert.

One of the greatest things today was the fact that I held my own in a one on one conversation with a Frenchman who didn't speak any English. He was good humored and patient, but regardless I think I got everything over the net and I could understand (for the most part) what he was saying. He and his wife were the housekeepers and I helped them dress the beds for all the rooms.