What’s in a name
After a nearly two month whirlwind of activity, I left Boston for Paris on October 27, 2011. I had promised to keep a record of my time here via a blog…but I couldn’t think of an appropriate title. I packed my Madeline doll and books in my bag and thought I would begin by saying something about two grey haired folks walking a crooked line as we explored all the spots highlighted in the Madeline sketches but it just didn’t work for me. I was sharing with Jess all the funny (read frustrating) things that happen when you don’t speak the language when it hit me… I should write about all the faux pas that I make as I stumble around, not speaking or understanding the French language. It is going to be a long 2-3 years if we don’t learn to laugh at ourselves so here we go…