You speak good American.
At a party this weekend, a French boy said to me (in French),
“I don’t understand you and your friend when you talk, because you don’t speak American well.”
I have thought about this comment a lot. I have tried to put myself in this boy’s place.
If I was in America, and I couldn’t understand a [...]
Weke in Paris.
Hi everyone. Thanks for reading. I’ll try to keep it interesting.
This weekend I went to visit Pelham in Paris! April in Paris, when it doesn’t pleut, does live up to all the hype.
Pel and I had a good ol’ time–killed a bottle of wine on the Seine, hung out with her acting [...]
