Day 3
It's Day three. We're feeling a little more settled.
11:20pm and we just got back from dinner. A nice little Italian place with good pizza and some fantastic squash ravioli. On the walk to and from the restaurant it feels like we're in Europe. Lots of people about, tables on the sidewalk eating, drinking. We found out they have recently passed a smoking ban in restaurants here. Very civilized.
We've spent the past three days settling in. We alternate between "ohmygodwhathavewe done" and "are we crazy?" to "I think this is going to work." There are lot of instances where someone is speaking to me and I can't understand anything. Gen picks up quite a bit because, as she says, there are a lot similarities to French and the pronunciation is more clear. The words sound like what they are supposed to be.
We went to the big supermarket nearby - 10 minute walk - and we laughed at ourselves as we stumbled through the shopping experience. It felt like I'd dropped about 40 IQ points. Is this tea decafinated? Is this dishwashing detergent or laundry detergent? Okay, cheese looks like cheese (and smells pretty much the same), but some things are just different. It's different down here.
Our cell phone and keys to the apartment.
I love these keys.
Sapir-security-system.
Gen's fail-safe security system for the apartment.
We lock the door from the inside with our skeleton keys and we leave the keys in the lock in case we need to get out. Of course, anyone who has seen a spy movie in the last 50 years knows the old push-the-keys-through-the-keyhole-onto-the-paper-and-pull-them-under-the-door- trick. We have foiled this nefarious possiblility with a well-placed shoe so that the keys drop into the shoe. It's sapir-genius.
Of course, the keys don't even fit under the door because they are so thick, but this is irrelevant. The shoe is a fail-safe.
11:20pm and we just got back from dinner. A nice little Italian place with good pizza and some fantastic squash ravioli. On the walk to and from the restaurant it feels like we're in Europe. Lots of people about, tables on the sidewalk eating, drinking. We found out they have recently passed a smoking ban in restaurants here. Very civilized.
We've spent the past three days settling in. We alternate between "ohmygodwhathavewe done" and "are we crazy?" to "I think this is going to work." There are lot of instances where someone is speaking to me and I can't understand anything. Gen picks up quite a bit because, as she says, there are a lot similarities to French and the pronunciation is more clear. The words sound like what they are supposed to be.
We went to the big supermarket nearby - 10 minute walk - and we laughed at ourselves as we stumbled through the shopping experience. It felt like I'd dropped about 40 IQ points. Is this tea decafinated? Is this dishwashing detergent or laundry detergent? Okay, cheese looks like cheese (and smells pretty much the same), but some things are just different. It's different down here.
Our cell phone and keys to the apartment.
I love these keys.
Sapir-security-system.
Gen's fail-safe security system for the apartment.
We lock the door from the inside with our skeleton keys and we leave the keys in the lock in case we need to get out. Of course, anyone who has seen a spy movie in the last 50 years knows the old push-the-keys-through-the-keyhole-onto-the-paper-and-pull-them-under-the-door- trick. We have foiled this nefarious possiblility with a well-placed shoe so that the keys drop into the shoe. It's sapir-genius.
Of course, the keys don't even fit under the door because they are so thick, but this is irrelevant. The shoe is a fail-safe.
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