Here we go.: The Last Day of Class.

On Friday, I had my last french class before the Christmas Break, I have been taking classes at the Institute Parisien <http://www.institut-parisien.com/ > three times a week for the past few months. It is a good course totally in French, and I am lucky enough to not be surrounded by English speakers. While most of the girls speak english, it is not their first language and so when they cheat and ask questions to each other, it is normally in German or Spanish so I am not tempted to listen. That's not to say I don't cheat and ask questions in English, but at least I am not surrounded by it. The girls and I went out for a crepe lunch after class because it was Austrian Sarah's last day in Paris.

The place we went to lunch was very cool, it was like the interior of a tall ship and I felt like a sailor sitting amongst my classmates. Becca, my Latina friend was taking pictures and the result is as follows:

Me, playing with my food.

Our booth.

We had really a really good crepe meal, including a lunch crepe (onion, cheese, and tomatoes) and a dessert crepe (L'Italienne, with Marron Cream and Whipping cream) and some hearty Cidre for the holidays.