After class, Joan and I convinced Katie (friend of Joan and Kyle's from their college) to run our errands with us. We stopped by Sephora first, and tested a whole bunch of perfumes. I have a coupon that'll get me a miniature version of Yves Saint Laurent's new Manifesto perfume if I buy one of the larger versions of it, so I wanted to test it out. I LOVE how it smells! The coupon doesn't work until November, and I'm sure I have enough of my body spray to last me until then, so that's about... 70 euro I have to save... but that's cheaper than the perfume will probably go for back home. I bought some conditioner and body wash, then Joan got some mascara and some bobby pins, but we thought we were still a little short for getting the $5 gift card that you get when you spend $45 and show your Passe Imagin R
(year long version of Passe Navigo
), so I picked up another 5 euro nail polish to make sure we were over the limit. Joan gave me the gift card and paid me back for her mascara so we were even. We stopped by the post office so Joan could send off her ballot, then we went to SFR so Joan could finish out her contract. The woman she was working with was a little mean to her since she'd been in there before and Joan was having trouble understanding everything, so we figured if we went in with her, she'd have backup. The woman would explain something to Joan (like for a euro more each month, she could choose two numbers to have an extra hour of calling time for), then Joan would say she didn't want that, and the woman would say that Joan must not have understood her. We finally got it taken care of, then Joan decided we should go sit at a nearby cafe, have a glass of wine, and people watch. It was about six by that time, but we sat down, and it took the waiter forever to just bring us menus... which were in English... which we found a little rude... We decided on splitting a small carafe of wine and a cheese plate... which we would have ordered if the waiter ever came back... We ended up just leaving at about 6:30.
|Katie and Joan|
|View from the café|
|OPEN ALL THE DAYS! ...if he'd just given us the French menu, I wouldn't have to criticize...|
I headed home after that, and I beat Madame by all of three minutes. Dinner was delicious! We had porkchops with a crème fraiche
gravy and sautéed bell peppers to put on top (iffy for me since those usually repeat on me, but they were good), and pommes frites
(French fries) on the side. She asked us if we'd been a few different places, and we said we hadn't been there yet, so we got moderately scolded a little. Madame said that she doesn't understand how we can live in Paris and not go explore after we're done with classes. We tell her we're tired, and her response is "You have two hours of class a day, and you're tired?" ...and I can't argue with that. She asked if we weren't exploring the city because we didn't like it! What in the world?! She told us we should make a little list of places we want to/should go visit in Paris, then start checking things off of the list on weekends at least. Class is absolutely exhausting because it's in a different language, and do I really have the energy to go explore... Place de Concorde
(for example) after four straight hours of class at Paris III tomorrow? Good lord no, even though that class is done at 1 PM. Sheila said it best, she finally said "I'm afraid to answer" as Madame kept naming specific places in Paris to see if we'd been there...
I hate Wednesdays... which would be tomorrow...
Les doutes sont fâcheux plus que toute autre chose
. Molière: Le Misanthrope