**NOTE: I found this never-before-seen Paris post that I abandoned mid-way through, and figured it was still good stuff, so I finished it and am posting it now. A little "Springtime in Paris" in August, for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!**
While I was eating my way through Paris, I learned a few things and made a few observations, and tried unsuccessfully to blend and not be a typical "stupid American." I won't say we successfully blended at all, but we did find that making the effort to speak French (at least a little!) went a long way with most people. Rachel speaks French (with an African accent, admittedly) and was able to communicate on our behalf throughout the trip - and I can't thank her enough! (Amusing side note: since I don't speak French, I didn't say much to people unless I knew they spoke some English -- I didn't want to just assume they could or would speak to me in English. This resulted in a few instances of people saying, to Rachel, "Your friend is quiet - is she shy?" HA. If they only knew.)
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| One of my favorite pictures we took |
