"There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were nor how it was changed nor with what difficulties nor with what ease it could be reached. It was worth it and we received a return for whatever we brought to it." Hemingway

28.8.11

CEA campus building on the left. Here and on the streets, I will master French.
My french c’est pas bon. C’est trés mal. Nevertheless, I lost count of the number of people who mistook me for a French woman in the last few days. Two or three times, people have asked me for directions only to be disappointed at the unpleasant sound of my American voice. Today, a French woman stopped me for directions to a particular street. Merci. Ultimate compliment.
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