un mois à Dijon et quelques jours à Paris

I’m not trying to impress, only to practice a little while taking an immersion course in Dijon, France.  If you speak/write french you will find many errors both with spelling and basic grammar.  I’m subscribing to a school of thought which advocates living and speaking the language as opposed to following the traditional grammatical rules, and does not require repetitive drills. The the main objective is to aquire enough skill to have an intelligent (not academic) conversation.  You can read about UCLA’s linguistic expert Stephen Krashen here Je suis désolé si vous trouvez beaucoupe des erreurs avec: l’orthographe, la conjugaison, la grammaire. C’est un exercice pour moi, Je m’essaie à apprendre le langue. Mais, vous êtes invités à suivre si vous le souhaitez. Pendant deux ou trois ans j’ai essaye a apprend la française. C’est difficile, leçons en ligne, beaucoup des livres, et nombreuse de YouTube vidéo. Mais, mon succès était minime.  Lorsque j’ai découvert les sites pour le échange de conversation chose améliore, un peu avec l’aide du mes nouveaux amis ! Maintenant je peux parler avec peuple en france et québec .  Quatre person habite en France au Paris, Lyon et La Rochelle, et un ami à Montréal (il est originate de france). Je parle avec chaque personne pendant une heure ou plus chaque semaine. 

Day 1, 2, 3

DAY 1:
we’ve arrived! the flight was uneventful other than an extremely chatty (dare i say) dumb blond that i was stuck next to (stuck being the key word here) as KLM has great efficiency in squeezing way too many sardines (people) into a tin can. for 9 endless hours with brief naps and attempts to escape behind my earphones and a book, i was regaled with the most boring self centred conversation i can remember (knew everything and had done nothing). her husband had to good sense to never speak to her the entire trip. rick on the other hand was graced by a couple, who either did not speak english, or chose not to. neither of us got much sleep and we’re still unwinding from positions only known in the kama sutra:) the dutch really know how to maximize space.

DAY 2:
after a delightful wait on the tarmac we finally arrived at amsterdam’s schiphool airport and cleared customs and a long mad dash to the next flight! no waiting, get on, take off, arrive paris 45 minutes later.

ah paris! it feels like we never left. familiar sights and memories as we ride in on the air france bus. our apartment in montparnesse is great. the fellow renting the apartment (marc) turns out to be a canadian from montreal. he is an attache to the canadian ambassador and a very charming guy. the neighbourhood is too good to believe, everything we need and charm to boot.

i crash by 7 p.m. for a good 10 hour sleep, however, rick is off to explore and have dinner. he lucks out at a nice little italian place where the food is decent and they treat him to free booze (who sez the french are unpleasant).

http://www.flickr.com/photos/swk/2862431049/in/photostream/ DAY 3:
105 pictures (in need of edits) and a walk down the champs elysees. we filled the day visiting familiar areas: the arc de triomphe, bastille, eiffel tower, and home for dinner at a nearby eatery and a pleasant evening stroll through the neighbouhood. a lot calmer and cleaner than vancouver these days. other than the metro, we did not see any street people, drunks or junkies. more to come…please stand by. bon soir!