Il y a une version francais en-bas.
Someone told me this story last week.
This experience is kind of like a family that is moving. They are excited and are looking forward to the new challenges that they will face together. They are all packed and ready to go. As they drive off somehow the dog gets left behind or falls off and the family doesn’t notice. So, here is the dog all alone, nothing familier, feeling uncomfortable. This is us (study abroad students) there always seems to be something missing, something just not right.
:)
The weather here has not been good but with great reason. It has been raining everyday but I’m ok with it because God is dressing the mountains in snow for us!! I’m looking forward to ski season. Good news: My French is improving. People have told me that they hear less and less of my American accent and that I am speaking better. I have yet to find a French man or woman who volunteer false information so I can trust their comments.
This weekend, I prepare for another dance concert so that’s exciting. The last, if you remember I wrote about it, went well. I just found out that we will be doing the same routines on several different days. Look for pictures. The sports here are amazing. I have watched soccer and I am thoroughly impressed with the talent over here. Also, rugby, is awesome! I myself would never play it but I find it great to watch. Next week, I start filming a short video with other students in my film class. We are going to enter into a competition in which we can win an iPod. We have 1 minute to show the difficultes faced by study abroad students, this should be fun. If anybody wants to skype me let me know! Ciao and have a great week!!!!
Une amie m’a raconte une histoire sur la vie pour d’etudiants etrangers.
Il ne fait pas beau. Il pleut tous les jours parce que Dieu port la montage avec la niege. :) Bonnes nouvelles: Peut-etre, je peux parler francais! :) Plusieurs personnes m’a dit <<>> :) Je suis tres tres content parce que j’ai besoin d’encouragement. Ce week-end, j’ai une repetition pour un autre spectacle, cool! J’ai vu un match du football et du rugby. J’aime bien les deux et je pense que je prefere du rugby plus que du football americain. Cela c'est beaucoup plus d'interessant. La semaine prochaine, j’iras commencer un projet video avec d’autres etudiants dans mon cours histoire du cinema francais. Nous nous inscrions une competition. Rien du plus.
Ciao
Friday, November 6, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Quoi de neuf...
What's new...
Where to start... I AM HAVING A TON OF FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
Wow, Obama won a Nobel Peace prize, that's really bizarre. Almost unbelievable! Something is not right with that.
Well, I've gone to a French bible study and found it nice. They're trying to organize a bible study for the Chinese students which I think is incredibly awesome. Also, I participated in an Colombian art show opening in which I danced in group of about 8. We did two numbers, a meringue and combo (if I spelled them correctly). I was unable to take pictures or video of the actual performance because a member in the group was Muslim and with the knowledge that API will use the video and pictures I take and put them on Youtube would cause her many problems. That was very frustrating and a little depressing and caused me to reflect on a lot of things. However, we had fun, we did a good job and we have another show next month in which I plan on taking part of and hopefully I will be able to take video and stuff.
Last weekend I went to the city Annecy and it was a great time. The city is incredibly charming and gorgeous and on the particular day we went they had a parade with all the animals. I have pictures so enjoy them.
This week we start our 'examens blancs' or midterms but not really midterms. In all honesty I'm not sure if the grades will count towards us or not. The professors have said 'No' but you never know. I'm ready.
I enjoy being in situations where French is the only method of communication, aside from sign language. I especially love meeting French people who have tons of questions about America, English and more. It's cool, and sometimes not so cool, to here the views/thoughts/ideas of America. Last week I met Elodie, a young French woman (no surprise huh!) and when I told her I was from Texas she got excited like I get when people tell me they're from somewhere I like or wish to go. It was funny because I am not a big fan of Texas thanks to my mom. I blame her because she showed me the world. Elodie is friends with a guy name Jorice, Jorice and I have agreed to help each other with English and French respectively. We got together last week and it turned out to be fun and by the end of the meeting other people came and joined. We were discussing stereotypes that the French have of Americans and black men. Fun!
Also, last Wednesday the French Consular had a small party to welcome American students and I found it to be cool. I met a lot of people including a cool group of women who are all doing a Master's in business here. They're all from America. They were like a breath of fresh air with tons of laughter. I enjoyed their company and I hope we can all hang out and merge our groups together which I am sure will not happen. Which brings me to my next topic...
A problem that I am facing here (amongst many others) is American friends or non-American friends. It's absolutely necessary to have friends that are not from your country when you are in a foreign country with the purpose of learning a language. It's important, it's the only road to success. It's difficult trying to balance it all out and not get discourage. And sometimes when I try to introduce French (or Chinese, Colombian, Syrian, or whatever) friends to my American friends I'm more often than not met with resistance. However, this could really be my own subjectivity. However, I'm not the only one that has noticed it or commented on it. It frustrating at times for me because I never want to neglect anyone but whatever!
That's a small fraction of what's going on. Tell me how you guys are doing!
Where to start... I AM HAVING A TON OF FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
Wow, Obama won a Nobel Peace prize, that's really bizarre. Almost unbelievable! Something is not right with that.
Well, I've gone to a French bible study and found it nice. They're trying to organize a bible study for the Chinese students which I think is incredibly awesome. Also, I participated in an Colombian art show opening in which I danced in group of about 8. We did two numbers, a meringue and combo (if I spelled them correctly). I was unable to take pictures or video of the actual performance because a member in the group was Muslim and with the knowledge that API will use the video and pictures I take and put them on Youtube would cause her many problems. That was very frustrating and a little depressing and caused me to reflect on a lot of things. However, we had fun, we did a good job and we have another show next month in which I plan on taking part of and hopefully I will be able to take video and stuff.
Last weekend I went to the city Annecy and it was a great time. The city is incredibly charming and gorgeous and on the particular day we went they had a parade with all the animals. I have pictures so enjoy them.
This week we start our 'examens blancs' or midterms but not really midterms. In all honesty I'm not sure if the grades will count towards us or not. The professors have said 'No' but you never know. I'm ready.
I enjoy being in situations where French is the only method of communication, aside from sign language. I especially love meeting French people who have tons of questions about America, English and more. It's cool, and sometimes not so cool, to here the views/thoughts/ideas of America. Last week I met Elodie, a young French woman (no surprise huh!) and when I told her I was from Texas she got excited like I get when people tell me they're from somewhere I like or wish to go. It was funny because I am not a big fan of Texas thanks to my mom. I blame her because she showed me the world. Elodie is friends with a guy name Jorice, Jorice and I have agreed to help each other with English and French respectively. We got together last week and it turned out to be fun and by the end of the meeting other people came and joined. We were discussing stereotypes that the French have of Americans and black men. Fun!
Also, last Wednesday the French Consular had a small party to welcome American students and I found it to be cool. I met a lot of people including a cool group of women who are all doing a Master's in business here. They're all from America. They were like a breath of fresh air with tons of laughter. I enjoyed their company and I hope we can all hang out and merge our groups together which I am sure will not happen. Which brings me to my next topic...
A problem that I am facing here (amongst many others) is American friends or non-American friends. It's absolutely necessary to have friends that are not from your country when you are in a foreign country with the purpose of learning a language. It's important, it's the only road to success. It's difficult trying to balance it all out and not get discourage. And sometimes when I try to introduce French (or Chinese, Colombian, Syrian, or whatever) friends to my American friends I'm more often than not met with resistance. However, this could really be my own subjectivity. However, I'm not the only one that has noticed it or commented on it. It frustrating at times for me because I never want to neglect anyone but whatever!
That's a small fraction of what's going on. Tell me how you guys are doing!
Friday, September 25, 2009
Maillot de bain...
Maillot de bain…
means ‘speedo’ guys. Yes, it’s the required swimming attire for public pools here in France. And what can I say after the fact… ce n’est pas grave(no big deal)! The only thing that stuck out was my terrible and outdated swimming. I actually looked good in the ‘le maillot de bain’ but that’s what I think. Oh, I do have pictures.
means ‘speedo’ guys. Yes, it’s the required swimming attire for public pools here in France. And what can I say after the fact… ce n’est pas grave(no big deal)! The only thing that stuck out was my terrible and outdated swimming. I actually looked good in the ‘le maillot de bain’ but that’s what I think. Oh, I do have pictures.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I have a headache
J’ai mal un tete…
seriously! Everynight my head is full to the capacity ready to burst at the seams. It’s good for me it’s good for all students. I honestly feel like I will not get close to being fluent but that has to be false because the pain of my brain testifies to something different.
seriously! Everynight my head is full to the capacity ready to burst at the seams. It’s good for me it’s good for all students. I honestly feel like I will not get close to being fluent but that has to be false because the pain of my brain testifies to something different.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Express yourself... I can't
The difficulties of being unable to express myself SUCKS!!!!!!
There I said it! No the romance of France hasn’t worn off but simply realizing that I have to wake up to the equivalent of bad breath in the morning (a husband or wife) has set in right alongside the beauty. Reality! Noooooo!! I wasn’t ready for you yet!
Speaking in simple sentences while fumbling every other syllable has gotten old. Some of the romance of learning a language has faded…
But, it gets resuscitated when ‘curious cute girls’ sit next to me and hear my American accent. ;) Then, tou va bien! Ca fait du bien!
I am being a little dramatic because it’s not that bad but reality has arrived. I can’t say that I fully underestimated the experience but there is only so much I can know while being on the outside looking in. It’s better this way. I, like jazz, live in the unknown and enjoy the ‘pressure’ ‘improvisation’ but now it’s time to develop my voice!
I have made it a point not to be afraid of speaking, NO MATTER WHAT! Even in crowds, even if I know I will mis-pronounce something, it’s necessary that I keep trying and putting myself out there. Like today, a fellow classmate and I ate lunch together (her name is Emily and she’s from Texas, who knew that so many Texans loved French and anything besides Texas ) and 3 French students sat at our table. And well, a conversation began and it seemed like the words were flowing like water albeit I had some mishaps in pronunciation. I’m grateful for those opportunities. They said that we spoke well so I guess some work is paying off. Voila!
There I said it! No the romance of France hasn’t worn off but simply realizing that I have to wake up to the equivalent of bad breath in the morning (a husband or wife) has set in right alongside the beauty. Reality! Noooooo!! I wasn’t ready for you yet!
Speaking in simple sentences while fumbling every other syllable has gotten old. Some of the romance of learning a language has faded…
But, it gets resuscitated when ‘curious cute girls’ sit next to me and hear my American accent. ;) Then, tou va bien! Ca fait du bien!
I am being a little dramatic because it’s not that bad but reality has arrived. I can’t say that I fully underestimated the experience but there is only so much I can know while being on the outside looking in. It’s better this way. I, like jazz, live in the unknown and enjoy the ‘pressure’ ‘improvisation’ but now it’s time to develop my voice!
I have made it a point not to be afraid of speaking, NO MATTER WHAT! Even in crowds, even if I know I will mis-pronounce something, it’s necessary that I keep trying and putting myself out there. Like today, a fellow classmate and I ate lunch together (her name is Emily and she’s from Texas, who knew that so many Texans loved French and anything besides Texas ) and 3 French students sat at our table. And well, a conversation began and it seemed like the words were flowing like water albeit I had some mishaps in pronunciation. I’m grateful for those opportunities. They said that we spoke well so I guess some work is paying off. Voila!
Manners & wardrobe
Everywhere I go everyone is well-dressed. School, shopping, grocery shopping, laundry cleaning whatever it is well over 90 % of people I see are well dressed. I’m not talking about ‘trendy’ but dressed with a respect for themselves. That’s what I call it what would you call it?
I like it.
Also, politeness is everywhere. Guys (men) being polite works! ;) Every store that you enter ‘Bonjour’ and when you leave ‘Merci. Bonne journee’ with a smile. I dig it.
I like it.
Also, politeness is everywhere. Guys (men) being polite works! ;) Every store that you enter ‘Bonjour’ and when you leave ‘Merci. Bonne journee’ with a smile. I dig it.
roses my friend it's like roses...
Every so often I stop and think about where I am at and remind myself that I am in France. Of course it brings a smile to my face it also fills me up with inspiration to write stuff like this and to want to scratch away on a guitar. But since I don’t have a guitar I guess you have to write these words…
It isn’t all roses here BUT beautiful roses are growing all around me in the warm sun shine that warms us between divinely inspired mountains as people live the lives that they’ve been fortunate to live. Sometimes the roses cry out and say “Stop and notice me” and on other occasions they needn’t say anything...
It isn’t all roses BUT beautiful roses are growing all around me as I learn what it means to be French, what it means to be me, what it means to be 25, young, hungry, unsatisfied and in France…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and I am able to see them and say thank God for them thank God for HIM and thank God for this experience…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me as I walk these beautiful cobblestone streets glancing at beautiful people living, loving, and hopefully serving…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me in the midst of beautiful change…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me, giving me a reason to smile, giving me a reason to stop and look, to stop and look up, to stop and think a second, to stop and…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and telling me “Once you break through the ground it’s only a matter of time”…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me so let me grow and not think, let me live and not worry, let me love FIRST and not hold back…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and I am sorry that you can’t see them, can’t smell them, can’t feel their worth, can’t grasp their intricateness…
but hey I gotta live…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me as I am here in this country of beauty, history, and intrigue being myself and being intrigued by her…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me…
It isn’t all roses here BUT beautiful roses are growing all around me in the warm sun shine that warms us between divinely inspired mountains as people live the lives that they’ve been fortunate to live. Sometimes the roses cry out and say “Stop and notice me” and on other occasions they needn’t say anything...
It isn’t all roses BUT beautiful roses are growing all around me as I learn what it means to be French, what it means to be me, what it means to be 25, young, hungry, unsatisfied and in France…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and I am able to see them and say thank God for them thank God for HIM and thank God for this experience…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me as I walk these beautiful cobblestone streets glancing at beautiful people living, loving, and hopefully serving…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me in the midst of beautiful change…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me, giving me a reason to smile, giving me a reason to stop and look, to stop and look up, to stop and think a second, to stop and…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and telling me “Once you break through the ground it’s only a matter of time”…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me so let me grow and not think, let me live and not worry, let me love FIRST and not hold back…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me and I am sorry that you can’t see them, can’t smell them, can’t feel their worth, can’t grasp their intricateness…
but hey I gotta live…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me as I am here in this country of beauty, history, and intrigue being myself and being intrigued by her…
It isn’t all roses BUT roses are growing all around me…
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Probation…thank you Alex C.
Probation…thank you Alex C.
That's the life that I am living now. Probation!!!! An existence of scrutiny and detail oriented behavior. Life has become something more meaningful in the light of being in a foreign country. Life has become
….life!!!!
Everyday I live as if the tables are against me! As if something new and exciting awaits me…
No wait that’s too typical…
Hmm…
Hmm… wait… I have no words to actually describe this experience but unlike probation you DO want to be under this scrutiny.
Everything I do in the house and everywhere I go when people learn that I’m this or that different from them I sense the weight of eyes beginning to take hold of me. I might just be writing typical thoughts but the experience is anything but typical. The only typical experience is that of uncomfortableness.
Hmm…
…probation…
…watch what I say
…ask for everything
…be careful always. The life of any study abroad student.
That's the life that I am living now. Probation!!!! An existence of scrutiny and detail oriented behavior. Life has become something more meaningful in the light of being in a foreign country. Life has become
….life!!!!
Everyday I live as if the tables are against me! As if something new and exciting awaits me…
No wait that’s too typical…
Hmm…
Hmm… wait… I have no words to actually describe this experience but unlike probation you DO want to be under this scrutiny.
Everything I do in the house and everywhere I go when people learn that I’m this or that different from them I sense the weight of eyes beginning to take hold of me. I might just be writing typical thoughts but the experience is anything but typical. The only typical experience is that of uncomfortableness.
Hmm…
…probation…
…watch what I say
…ask for everything
…be careful always. The life of any study abroad student.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
What a city! And, what a city?
What a city! And, what a city?
I’ve been listening to my fellow classmates’s remarks about being ready to get to Grenoble and slow down and this that and the other but me, I’ve thought just the opposite. I’ve thought, I love seeing different people everyday on the subway and looking at them with emotionless glances, stares, and more. I thoroughly enjoy taking the subway and living according to it’s schedule. Walking, is a friend whom I hope to bond with. The feel of a big city like this yells at me to come along and enjoy. Now, I’m aware of the problems and I’m aware that I’m unaware of the problems but that’s anywhere and everywhere I go. However, I can agree with Ernest Hemingway that ‘where ever you go Paris will stay with you’. But the problem now, is, I need more Paris!!! I understand that France is more than just Paris and that Paris is not France or French, but I’ve only learned about Paris through sights and attractions but not through the people who are the life and blood of the vibe of Paris. I would love to do a semester in Paris and then another semester in Grenoble and see the comparisons of life. One could be more relaxed and the other more stressful?! One could be less friendly and the other the opposite?! However, an overwhelming amount of Parisenne’s smiled at me, spoke to me, offered to speak in English and they were patient! Very different stories from what I was told. Very different vibe than what I was told. I’m beginning to get to a place in my life where I say ‘N’importe quoi!!!’ to people blowing smoke out of their behinds about what they don’t know!!!!! I wonder when and where did they decide to stop learning, stop seeking understanding?!
The last few nights I have been blessed with the images of moutains, parks, subway experiences (like the amazing ensemble playing. Man, they were AMAZING and people stopped and watched. I need/want that where ever I live!!!) beautiful architecture, paintings and sculptures. Paris is everwhere now but now I’m in Grenoble and so far I’ve been fortunate to leave Paris behind and enjoy the here and now. But, not necessarily leave her behind but use her to remind to find the small beauties where ever I am at. I’m patiently waiting until the next time!!!!
I’ve been listening to my fellow classmates’s remarks about being ready to get to Grenoble and slow down and this that and the other but me, I’ve thought just the opposite. I’ve thought, I love seeing different people everyday on the subway and looking at them with emotionless glances, stares, and more. I thoroughly enjoy taking the subway and living according to it’s schedule. Walking, is a friend whom I hope to bond with. The feel of a big city like this yells at me to come along and enjoy. Now, I’m aware of the problems and I’m aware that I’m unaware of the problems but that’s anywhere and everywhere I go. However, I can agree with Ernest Hemingway that ‘where ever you go Paris will stay with you’. But the problem now, is, I need more Paris!!! I understand that France is more than just Paris and that Paris is not France or French, but I’ve only learned about Paris through sights and attractions but not through the people who are the life and blood of the vibe of Paris. I would love to do a semester in Paris and then another semester in Grenoble and see the comparisons of life. One could be more relaxed and the other more stressful?! One could be less friendly and the other the opposite?! However, an overwhelming amount of Parisenne’s smiled at me, spoke to me, offered to speak in English and they were patient! Very different stories from what I was told. Very different vibe than what I was told. I’m beginning to get to a place in my life where I say ‘N’importe quoi!!!’ to people blowing smoke out of their behinds about what they don’t know!!!!! I wonder when and where did they decide to stop learning, stop seeking understanding?!
The last few nights I have been blessed with the images of moutains, parks, subway experiences (like the amazing ensemble playing. Man, they were AMAZING and people stopped and watched. I need/want that where ever I live!!!) beautiful architecture, paintings and sculptures. Paris is everwhere now but now I’m in Grenoble and so far I’ve been fortunate to leave Paris behind and enjoy the here and now. But, not necessarily leave her behind but use her to remind to find the small beauties where ever I am at. I’m patiently waiting until the next time!!!!
Friday, August 28, 2009
The Portuguese Farmer and L'Imprevu
The Portuguese farmer
A day begun in spiral dizziness and mellowing out with somber photos and thoughts of 'what ifs' maintained by uncommonly generosity finishing with a 'panachee comraderie'. Thursday was a day like none other here in Lausanne.
The hot water wasn't working so I woke up several times to the sultry and smooth sounds of compressor's, men working, a cat purring, and the buzz in the air saying "What a day, what a day this will be!" As the hours went on, Buster the cat, made his greatest escape however, the sweet taste of freedom was too much for Buster to handle. Upon his return, the neighbor Joseane tried to catch Buster but unfortunately she wasn't able to. Buster was so excited and probably felt proud to be out and roaming that he decided to defend himself from Joseane. Yes, he scratched her real good so good (or bad, you know what I mean) that the other neighbor thought he might have hit her vein. Anouck was also struck by Buster in the attempt to capture him. Ouch! So blood is everywhere, oil is on the floor at home, the weather is nice, no hot water to take a shower, everyone is nervous and frustrated with wishes for the end of the day to draw near. However, that's not all!
After a hospital visit, success in fixing the hot water problem, a visit to the Photography Museum, and ice cream at the Olympic Museum the day still has one big surprise! As I came home Anouck was leaving for a walk and I decided to join. She was headed to her garden (I do have pictures). On the way, we saw kids taunting a pit bull, people doing their grocery shopping, tons of Suisse potatoes, beautiful vegetables, beautiful flowers, and a beautiful 'almost' sunset but it wasn't over. As we headed back home we walked past a field where a strange noise came from. We wondered what it was and so we asked, the Portuguese farmer who had driven up, what was that.
Sheep! Wow! I have never seen sheep before. Sheep in the city. Two of them (yes I have pictures). He also had 6 chickens and an amazing vegetable garden, grape garden, and colorful flowers that would bring a smile to most women. I have pictures of everything! From the moment we saw the sheep til we left it was like being transported to another dimension. The world of 'Garden people'! He gave us two lettuces, an onion (from Portugal), a cucumber, basil, two fennel, and some flowers for Anouck, and an awesome experience with many stories! I haven't said his name because he didn't give it to me though he gave it to Anouck which is something new that I have learned here in Switzerland. Apparently, any that is older reserves the right to withhold their first name and even their entire name unless you're well acquainted with one another. But, I felt after he invited us into his garden, told us stories, and gave generously that it would constitute him giving me his name but he didn't. In fact, before we arrived at Carlos's (the Portuguese farmer) garden we were at the other garden and met a fellow farmer who gave me only his last name. Interesting! Getting back to the story, our spirits were lifted, Anouck even said that she had forgotten about everything earlier that day. It was a great and refreshing moment! That night we went and had a beer and ice cream with hopes of winding down.
L'Imprevu
Continuing with the previous story, L'imprevu allowed us to be open to the 'sound that started it all'. We talked about this later that night or the next day, I can't remember now because I typing on Saturday night here :), that staying open to L'Imprevu or whatever you want to call it, allowed us to continue to enjoy the day and see beauty no matter what the circumstances. I believe it. I live it. Having L'Imprevu in your daily routine is a must!
I learn of this at a most opportune time. I learn of this at a time when I will need to be open to L'Imprevu (or new things, or new opportunites, or the unexpected, or life, or your attitude) as I begin to really submerge myself into a new world, a foreign world where being ready for new challenges is vital.
A day begun in spiral dizziness and mellowing out with somber photos and thoughts of 'what ifs' maintained by uncommonly generosity finishing with a 'panachee comraderie'. Thursday was a day like none other here in Lausanne.
The hot water wasn't working so I woke up several times to the sultry and smooth sounds of compressor's, men working, a cat purring, and the buzz in the air saying "What a day, what a day this will be!" As the hours went on, Buster the cat, made his greatest escape however, the sweet taste of freedom was too much for Buster to handle. Upon his return, the neighbor Joseane tried to catch Buster but unfortunately she wasn't able to. Buster was so excited and probably felt proud to be out and roaming that he decided to defend himself from Joseane. Yes, he scratched her real good so good (or bad, you know what I mean) that the other neighbor thought he might have hit her vein. Anouck was also struck by Buster in the attempt to capture him. Ouch! So blood is everywhere, oil is on the floor at home, the weather is nice, no hot water to take a shower, everyone is nervous and frustrated with wishes for the end of the day to draw near. However, that's not all!
After a hospital visit, success in fixing the hot water problem, a visit to the Photography Museum, and ice cream at the Olympic Museum the day still has one big surprise! As I came home Anouck was leaving for a walk and I decided to join. She was headed to her garden (I do have pictures). On the way, we saw kids taunting a pit bull, people doing their grocery shopping, tons of Suisse potatoes, beautiful vegetables, beautiful flowers, and a beautiful 'almost' sunset but it wasn't over. As we headed back home we walked past a field where a strange noise came from. We wondered what it was and so we asked, the Portuguese farmer who had driven up, what was that.
Sheep! Wow! I have never seen sheep before. Sheep in the city. Two of them (yes I have pictures). He also had 6 chickens and an amazing vegetable garden, grape garden, and colorful flowers that would bring a smile to most women. I have pictures of everything! From the moment we saw the sheep til we left it was like being transported to another dimension. The world of 'Garden people'! He gave us two lettuces, an onion (from Portugal), a cucumber, basil, two fennel, and some flowers for Anouck, and an awesome experience with many stories! I haven't said his name because he didn't give it to me though he gave it to Anouck which is something new that I have learned here in Switzerland. Apparently, any that is older reserves the right to withhold their first name and even their entire name unless you're well acquainted with one another. But, I felt after he invited us into his garden, told us stories, and gave generously that it would constitute him giving me his name but he didn't. In fact, before we arrived at Carlos's (the Portuguese farmer) garden we were at the other garden and met a fellow farmer who gave me only his last name. Interesting! Getting back to the story, our spirits were lifted, Anouck even said that she had forgotten about everything earlier that day. It was a great and refreshing moment! That night we went and had a beer and ice cream with hopes of winding down.
L'Imprevu
Continuing with the previous story, L'imprevu allowed us to be open to the 'sound that started it all'. We talked about this later that night or the next day, I can't remember now because I typing on Saturday night here :), that staying open to L'Imprevu or whatever you want to call it, allowed us to continue to enjoy the day and see beauty no matter what the circumstances. I believe it. I live it. Having L'Imprevu in your daily routine is a must!
I learn of this at a most opportune time. I learn of this at a time when I will need to be open to L'Imprevu (or new things, or new opportunites, or the unexpected, or life, or your attitude) as I begin to really submerge myself into a new world, a foreign world where being ready for new challenges is vital.
Moveable Feast
Moveable Feast
"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." Ernest Hemingway
It's hard to read this and not get excited about seeing Paris in less than 12 hours but I AM! And guess what, I'm worried about it! :)
I'm worried about falling in love with this city (Paris), my city (Grenoble), and with France. I've genuinely enjoy the relaxed, walk everywhere, cheese eating, wine drinking, history preserving, and more lifestyle here Switzerland and I can only imagine what France will be like. I know that it's only the surface but it never helps when people tell me that I will love it, or this experience will change your life, and when I read quotes like this by Hemingway. Thank you everybody! ;)
And the surface it is and at the surface I wish not to remain! And in that spirit I say: I have many questions... I have many desires... I have many longings... I have many uncertainties... I also have 2 academic semesters! :) Let the journey begin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." Ernest Hemingway
It's hard to read this and not get excited about seeing Paris in less than 12 hours but I AM! And guess what, I'm worried about it! :)
I'm worried about falling in love with this city (Paris), my city (Grenoble), and with France. I've genuinely enjoy the relaxed, walk everywhere, cheese eating, wine drinking, history preserving, and more lifestyle here Switzerland and I can only imagine what France will be like. I know that it's only the surface but it never helps when people tell me that I will love it, or this experience will change your life, and when I read quotes like this by Hemingway. Thank you everybody! ;)
And the surface it is and at the surface I wish not to remain! And in that spirit I say: I have many questions... I have many desires... I have many longings... I have many uncertainties... I also have 2 academic semesters! :) Let the journey begin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Vous, Tu, Who
'Vous', 'Tu', 'Who'
can be confusing when coming to a Francophone world and not really understanding the important implication. I learned how to use the 'vous' & 'tu' but I barely scratched the surface as to why. My goodness, the why is IMPORTANT! For my English speaking blog followers it is the sign of respect. Saying 'yes sir' or 'no ma'am' in French does not translate the same. It is the use of 'vous' and not 'tu'. And, I have made some mistakes while here. I think just to be safe I will speak with the 'vous' with everyone including babies!
It's an exercise trying to switch back and forth. This past weekend with Anouck's parents, offering my seat on the subway, being out with people you know and then turning up at a restaurant or shopping store, oh yeah, 'It's an exercise.' And, if I embarrassed, nervous, and in a new surrounding I fumble and jumble everything I want to say. Bienvenue a francophone!
I wouldn't even think of saying yes sir to someone in the states who was in their 30's (they would stop you claiming that they're not that old yet if you did) but here anybody older than you, anybody in authority, or anybody with a higher status is the authority in the relationship. Very interesting.
can be confusing when coming to a Francophone world and not really understanding the important implication. I learned how to use the 'vous' & 'tu' but I barely scratched the surface as to why. My goodness, the why is IMPORTANT! For my English speaking blog followers it is the sign of respect. Saying 'yes sir' or 'no ma'am' in French does not translate the same. It is the use of 'vous' and not 'tu'. And, I have made some mistakes while here. I think just to be safe I will speak with the 'vous' with everyone including babies!
It's an exercise trying to switch back and forth. This past weekend with Anouck's parents, offering my seat on the subway, being out with people you know and then turning up at a restaurant or shopping store, oh yeah, 'It's an exercise.' And, if I embarrassed, nervous, and in a new surrounding I fumble and jumble everything I want to say. Bienvenue a francophone!
I wouldn't even think of saying yes sir to someone in the states who was in their 30's (they would stop you claiming that they're not that old yet if you did) but here anybody older than you, anybody in authority, or anybody with a higher status is the authority in the relationship. Very interesting.
The Subway Life
The Subway Life
is new and cool. To most energy saving, environment friendly, eco-conscious students public transportation (and that primarily of Europe) has a unique, sleek, and cool feel about it. The appeal has not worn off for me after riding for two weeks now. The only drag is the 3 francs for 1 hour of subway riding however, everything else is fine. I was told that some skepticism remains but I believe it will pull through. I know quite a few of the reasons why not all American cities are like this but sooner or later we need to catch on, if possible. I love standing and posing as if I am in some catalog or in a movie, I enjoy the people watching that you're permitted to do, and I secretly enjoy watching people stumble as the subway takes off and they're not ready. I love this subway experience or this subway life. Of course, it can become common but who wants that!!! :)
is new and cool. To most energy saving, environment friendly, eco-conscious students public transportation (and that primarily of Europe) has a unique, sleek, and cool feel about it. The appeal has not worn off for me after riding for two weeks now. The only drag is the 3 francs for 1 hour of subway riding however, everything else is fine. I was told that some skepticism remains but I believe it will pull through. I know quite a few of the reasons why not all American cities are like this but sooner or later we need to catch on, if possible. I love standing and posing as if I am in some catalog or in a movie, I enjoy the people watching that you're permitted to do, and I secretly enjoy watching people stumble as the subway takes off and they're not ready. I love this subway experience or this subway life. Of course, it can become common but who wants that!!! :)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Ski dreams
Dreams of Skiing, already
Last night (Tuesday night) I dreamed about skiing and snowboarding. Is it still August? I think I am ready for skiing, no?
Last night (Tuesday night) I dreamed about skiing and snowboarding. Is it still August? I think I am ready for skiing, no?
To all you haters!!!!!!
Haitsyle
To all you who are hating on my hair style, there was a guy who stopped me today while I was heading to a museum and he asked me how I got my hair looking so 'jolie'. He wanted to know what I used and to say that my hair was very 'jolie'! Back up ya'll! :))))) Such a great feeling to be stopped, or rather ran down, by someone who likes your hairstyle and who wants to know what you use!
To all you who are hating on my hair style, there was a guy who stopped me today while I was heading to a museum and he asked me how I got my hair looking so 'jolie'. He wanted to know what I used and to say that my hair was very 'jolie'! Back up ya'll! :))))) Such a great feeling to be stopped, or rather ran down, by someone who likes your hairstyle and who wants to know what you use!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Manic Monday, even on vacation
Manic Monday, even on vacation
Today was one of those days. It was a day where nothing would be handed to me because I had to go and get it. It was also a day in which I caused some of the problems that I would face nevertheless 'for livin' I was given this day'.
I felt it in the air, I sensed it, I saw it. It's incredibly amazing how something so simple as public transportation can cause sprouts of frustration and bad attitudes. I eventually made it downtown and the journey continued. I found the store where I needed to get my watched fixed without a problem and I found other jewels within the city. The store had 6 different floors and on the rez-de-chaussee (ground floor) they had a grocery store. Yea, the whole day was full of beautiful surprises like the park, the church, the Manor (the store previously mentioned) and more. With each new experience the more confident I grow. However, not everything suns smoothly...
Adjustment...
is stressful. Amidst getting lost, still learning the language, learning how things work here the opportunity to retreat and fortify myself within fear is deceitfully tempting! I have decided that I must, no matter what, get out and get comfortable. So, today, Monday I did just that. I spent about 4 hours or more just walking around Lausanne. I fixed my watch, I walked and 'window shopped' for the first time, people watched ;), took pictures, and read poetry in a cool park. I wanted to walk on my own two feet and survive in preparation for next week and this semester. With every step, every new neighborhood I stumbled upon, every stare I received I grew more comfortable, more secure, and more confident.
Today was one of those days. It was a day where nothing would be handed to me because I had to go and get it. It was also a day in which I caused some of the problems that I would face nevertheless 'for livin' I was given this day'.
I felt it in the air, I sensed it, I saw it. It's incredibly amazing how something so simple as public transportation can cause sprouts of frustration and bad attitudes. I eventually made it downtown and the journey continued. I found the store where I needed to get my watched fixed without a problem and I found other jewels within the city. The store had 6 different floors and on the rez-de-chaussee (ground floor) they had a grocery store. Yea, the whole day was full of beautiful surprises like the park, the church, the Manor (the store previously mentioned) and more. With each new experience the more confident I grow. However, not everything suns smoothly...
Adjustment...
is stressful. Amidst getting lost, still learning the language, learning how things work here the opportunity to retreat and fortify myself within fear is deceitfully tempting! I have decided that I must, no matter what, get out and get comfortable. So, today, Monday I did just that. I spent about 4 hours or more just walking around Lausanne. I fixed my watch, I walked and 'window shopped' for the first time, people watched ;), took pictures, and read poetry in a cool park. I wanted to walk on my own two feet and survive in preparation for next week and this semester. With every step, every new neighborhood I stumbled upon, every stare I received I grew more comfortable, more secure, and more confident.
The Mountains
The Mountains
we're amazing!!!!!!!!!! Quiet, secluded, sweet, and just want I needed! I have never seen nor have I been in the mountains like this. Amazing! You can't take your eyes off of them. Hiking in mountains is good exercise to remind you of how small you/we are in and on this planet. I am also filled with an overwhelming reminder that the world doesn't revolve around me. Furthermore, hiking is both an exercise of mind and body! Especially hiking through the mini forest with the bees.
I saw a handful of amazing shooting stars this weekend. I saw like 4 Friday night/Saturday morning and 1 Saturday night/Sunday morning. They never fail to surprise me. I also saw other interesting objects up there, I wonder what they were? ;)
Mountain driving
is crazily cool! And what makes it even more fun is the fact that YOU MUST DRIVE FAST! If you drive slow you're wasting your time! Creux du van was nothing compared to this. Literally, 3 feet or less separate the cars tire from the drop from the road. It does make for great pictures and video but doesn't calm nerves unless you're turned on by it. And, how can you not. I love it! It took some getting use to but after the first few curves I had the camera ready and my heart pounding and wanting more. And I got it! There were some instances when I thought they were driving too fast but what do I know?!
we're amazing!!!!!!!!!! Quiet, secluded, sweet, and just want I needed! I have never seen nor have I been in the mountains like this. Amazing! You can't take your eyes off of them. Hiking in mountains is good exercise to remind you of how small you/we are in and on this planet. I am also filled with an overwhelming reminder that the world doesn't revolve around me. Furthermore, hiking is both an exercise of mind and body! Especially hiking through the mini forest with the bees.
I saw a handful of amazing shooting stars this weekend. I saw like 4 Friday night/Saturday morning and 1 Saturday night/Sunday morning. They never fail to surprise me. I also saw other interesting objects up there, I wonder what they were? ;)
Mountain driving
is crazily cool! And what makes it even more fun is the fact that YOU MUST DRIVE FAST! If you drive slow you're wasting your time! Creux du van was nothing compared to this. Literally, 3 feet or less separate the cars tire from the drop from the road. It does make for great pictures and video but doesn't calm nerves unless you're turned on by it. And, how can you not. I love it! It took some getting use to but after the first few curves I had the camera ready and my heart pounding and wanting more. And I got it! There were some instances when I thought they were driving too fast but what do I know?!
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Music and Films
Music and Films
The first day I arrived in Lausanne my friends and I went and watched 'The Salt of this Sea'. It's a movie set in Palestine about a woman who travels back home after living in Brooklyn for most of her life. The story intensifies as she encounters several upsetting events while in Palestine. A must see!!!!
ABD AL MALIK, fans of jazz, poetry, foreign languages, rap he is a must. I do not yet know what he's talking about however, I connect with him through the quality of his music, the emotion within the lyrics, his tone and more. I can't wait to learn and obtain the lyrics and gain more of a complete understanding of what's being said.
The first day I arrived in Lausanne my friends and I went and watched 'The Salt of this Sea'. It's a movie set in Palestine about a woman who travels back home after living in Brooklyn for most of her life. The story intensifies as she encounters several upsetting events while in Palestine. A must see!!!!
ABD AL MALIK, fans of jazz, poetry, foreign languages, rap he is a must. I do not yet know what he's talking about however, I connect with him through the quality of his music, the emotion within the lyrics, his tone and more. I can't wait to learn and obtain the lyrics and gain more of a complete understanding of what's being said.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Lifestyle, Tea Room, The Pre-Alps, The Language, Musique
Salut,
Tout va bien! All is well! I'm getting adjusted to the routine here and the weather is nice but a little hot. I'm learning alot and enjoying every bit of it. Enjoy!
Lifestyle
The diet here is great. Cheese, (healthy) bread, good cuts of meat, vegetables and exercise. Yes, tons of it without having to pay for a gym membership. Yes, that's right. Lausanne is extremely hilly especially in the center of town, it's easy to see why the people look healthy. I like the ability to walk or take the subway anywhere I need to go. I like the cobblestone streets downtown and the easy access of the Alps and Lac Leman.
Back to the food. It's good. I have Swiss sausages, Swiss dishes and drinks and Swiss experiences, more on that later. Raclette is very 'chessey'! As you eat, you boil the cheese and pour it over your potatoes and dig in. We ate it with black tea because it aids in digestion. Accompaning the meal was maize, small red onions (interesting smell), pickles and more. It was very good. In fact, nothing that I have had has tasted bad except for the green appetizer dish in the photos at the grillade. It was too foreign! My palette for cheese and food is improving. I enjoy eating cheese with bread or eating 'jambon' (which I think is ham) over cantaloupe. It sounds different but give it a try. I had pizza on Sunday evening that was superb. It will beat Papa Johns anyday. It had sliced hard-boiled eggs, ham, green onions, and some other good vegetables! C'est magnifique! I wonder what France holds in store for me!?!?
Living here with Alex and Anouck is great preparation for living with my host family. Sharing a bathroom (which I have never done with anyone other than family) has been a new experience but fine nonetheless. My host family has 2 girls and 2 boys who I will share the bathroom with. AWWWWWW! Je deconne (I'm joking)! I'm sure we will work out smooth routines but the adjustment will be interesting. But, my time with Alex and Anouck has been nice, encouraging, helpful, and eye opening. Eye opening for me!
Tea Room
Well, what an experience. On Tuesday, I went to the nieghborhood cafe to get out of my comfort zone, amongst other things, and get out I sure did. I knew that things were different but not this different. It was my first time here but my friends frequent this cafe. I wanted to sit down for breakfast but I didn't know how it worked. When it was my turn (I spoke in French except for a word or 2 here and there) I ordered what I wanted and told her that I wanted to sit down. She told me ( I think she told me because she spoke fast) 'sit down and we'll bring it to you'. Well, as I sat down I noticed that croissantes were on the table so I thought "Bon!" and I helped myself to one. A different woman who I guess is the server or 'Damme' brought me my cafe and the ticket. I didn't expect the ticket so fast but voila. So I finished my coffee and my croissant and paid and left. Thinking that I paid for both the coffee and the croissants I left but I was very curious as to why the ticket only said 'Coffee 3.30 francs'. I arrived at home and asked Anouck and low and behold I didn't pay. In fact, Anouck and later her sister, confirmed the confusion associated with Tea Rooms. Well, I went back around noonish to apologize and explain the situation and resolve it. It went GREAT! The women thought it was nice and the woman who was there that morning was still there which comforted me because I didn't want to leave any bad impressions in her mind.
The next day I went back and more confusion lay ahead. Who knew? Well, I tried to order a cheese danish but I didn't get but I ended up with a Tranche fromages (a grilled cheese pizza with nutmeg. To all the cheese lovers 'Why are you not here?"). The best mistake ever!!!!!!!!! I wasn't upset that I got the wrong thing because I wanted something new and different anyway. It was as if my mind thought one thing and my mouth said another. Funny! It doesn't end there. The ticket came with the coffee again so ok. When I was ready to leave I asked the Damme where to pay and she told me the boulangerie. I went and the woman behind the counter didn't understand me and had to go in the back to find out what I was talking about. But, she emerged knowledgable of the situation and all was well! Whew!! :) I will go back next week but for only one day that is some expensive coffee 3.30 francs for 6 ounces. Tu deconnes?
The Language
My language is improving daily, hourly and minutely. Even now as I listen to Alex, Anouck, and the insurance guy I'm able to slow them down and keep up. However, my vocabulary still needs improvement so voila! I'm at the point where I feel confident going out by myself however, on two occasions I got lost in the city but stubborn me I didn't ask for directions. The first time was a few days ago as I was looking for the 'Migros' so that I can buy some floss. It took me about 25 or 30 minutes to find it. I take that back I did asked a young woman in a store called FNAC (similar to a Barnes & Noble or Fry's Electronics) but I didn't understand her fully. The other time was last night, I was trying to find this venue where jazz was being played but I never did and I gave up. That will be the last time I give up, and the last time I don't use Google Earth's directions and street views. C'est vache!
Everyone is helping me with my language skills. They're great teachers, very patient, great explainers and 'chou'. We must work on the speed. :) Mme. Larsen, you would be happy with their efforts. This weekend I'm headed to the Pre-Alps and staying at the family's chalet. Her mother speaks no English and her father does it should be fun!
Musique
My friends, Alex and Anouck, know only the 'name' of Miles Davis! Oh my oh my I must turn them on to more of him, Coltrane, Hancock, Mingus, Dolphy, The Bird, and more! We do like MC Solaar who basically made French hip-hop or rap what it is. Solaar worked quite a bit with Guru formerly of Gang Starr, Solaar is well respected here. I am playing 'Kind of Blue' by Davis for them and they are enjoying the music. I'm going to try and keep it playing during dinner.
The Pre-Alps
I have so many pictures of the Alps because I can't take my eyes off of them! They're breathtaking coming from a guy who has lived in Houston. Beautiful, majestic, curious, compelling, and cool! They beckon for me to come and investigate them, explore them, relax in them, and I will! Au revoir!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll take as many as I can!
Tout va bien! All is well! I'm getting adjusted to the routine here and the weather is nice but a little hot. I'm learning alot and enjoying every bit of it. Enjoy!
Lifestyle
The diet here is great. Cheese, (healthy) bread, good cuts of meat, vegetables and exercise. Yes, tons of it without having to pay for a gym membership. Yes, that's right. Lausanne is extremely hilly especially in the center of town, it's easy to see why the people look healthy. I like the ability to walk or take the subway anywhere I need to go. I like the cobblestone streets downtown and the easy access of the Alps and Lac Leman.
Back to the food. It's good. I have Swiss sausages, Swiss dishes and drinks and Swiss experiences, more on that later. Raclette is very 'chessey'! As you eat, you boil the cheese and pour it over your potatoes and dig in. We ate it with black tea because it aids in digestion. Accompaning the meal was maize, small red onions (interesting smell), pickles and more. It was very good. In fact, nothing that I have had has tasted bad except for the green appetizer dish in the photos at the grillade. It was too foreign! My palette for cheese and food is improving. I enjoy eating cheese with bread or eating 'jambon' (which I think is ham) over cantaloupe. It sounds different but give it a try. I had pizza on Sunday evening that was superb. It will beat Papa Johns anyday. It had sliced hard-boiled eggs, ham, green onions, and some other good vegetables! C'est magnifique! I wonder what France holds in store for me!?!?
Living here with Alex and Anouck is great preparation for living with my host family. Sharing a bathroom (which I have never done with anyone other than family) has been a new experience but fine nonetheless. My host family has 2 girls and 2 boys who I will share the bathroom with. AWWWWWW! Je deconne (I'm joking)! I'm sure we will work out smooth routines but the adjustment will be interesting. But, my time with Alex and Anouck has been nice, encouraging, helpful, and eye opening. Eye opening for me!
Tea Room
Well, what an experience. On Tuesday, I went to the nieghborhood cafe to get out of my comfort zone, amongst other things, and get out I sure did. I knew that things were different but not this different. It was my first time here but my friends frequent this cafe. I wanted to sit down for breakfast but I didn't know how it worked. When it was my turn (I spoke in French except for a word or 2 here and there) I ordered what I wanted and told her that I wanted to sit down. She told me ( I think she told me because she spoke fast) 'sit down and we'll bring it to you'. Well, as I sat down I noticed that croissantes were on the table so I thought "Bon!" and I helped myself to one. A different woman who I guess is the server or 'Damme' brought me my cafe and the ticket. I didn't expect the ticket so fast but voila. So I finished my coffee and my croissant and paid and left. Thinking that I paid for both the coffee and the croissants I left but I was very curious as to why the ticket only said 'Coffee 3.30 francs'. I arrived at home and asked Anouck and low and behold I didn't pay. In fact, Anouck and later her sister, confirmed the confusion associated with Tea Rooms. Well, I went back around noonish to apologize and explain the situation and resolve it. It went GREAT! The women thought it was nice and the woman who was there that morning was still there which comforted me because I didn't want to leave any bad impressions in her mind.
The next day I went back and more confusion lay ahead. Who knew? Well, I tried to order a cheese danish but I didn't get but I ended up with a Tranche fromages (a grilled cheese pizza with nutmeg. To all the cheese lovers 'Why are you not here?"). The best mistake ever!!!!!!!!! I wasn't upset that I got the wrong thing because I wanted something new and different anyway. It was as if my mind thought one thing and my mouth said another. Funny! It doesn't end there. The ticket came with the coffee again so ok. When I was ready to leave I asked the Damme where to pay and she told me the boulangerie. I went and the woman behind the counter didn't understand me and had to go in the back to find out what I was talking about. But, she emerged knowledgable of the situation and all was well! Whew!! :) I will go back next week but for only one day that is some expensive coffee 3.30 francs for 6 ounces. Tu deconnes?
The Language
My language is improving daily, hourly and minutely. Even now as I listen to Alex, Anouck, and the insurance guy I'm able to slow them down and keep up. However, my vocabulary still needs improvement so voila! I'm at the point where I feel confident going out by myself however, on two occasions I got lost in the city but stubborn me I didn't ask for directions. The first time was a few days ago as I was looking for the 'Migros' so that I can buy some floss. It took me about 25 or 30 minutes to find it. I take that back I did asked a young woman in a store called FNAC (similar to a Barnes & Noble or Fry's Electronics) but I didn't understand her fully. The other time was last night, I was trying to find this venue where jazz was being played but I never did and I gave up. That will be the last time I give up, and the last time I don't use Google Earth's directions and street views. C'est vache!
Everyone is helping me with my language skills. They're great teachers, very patient, great explainers and 'chou'. We must work on the speed. :) Mme. Larsen, you would be happy with their efforts. This weekend I'm headed to the Pre-Alps and staying at the family's chalet. Her mother speaks no English and her father does it should be fun!
Musique
My friends, Alex and Anouck, know only the 'name' of Miles Davis! Oh my oh my I must turn them on to more of him, Coltrane, Hancock, Mingus, Dolphy, The Bird, and more! We do like MC Solaar who basically made French hip-hop or rap what it is. Solaar worked quite a bit with Guru formerly of Gang Starr, Solaar is well respected here. I am playing 'Kind of Blue' by Davis for them and they are enjoying the music. I'm going to try and keep it playing during dinner.
The Pre-Alps
I have so many pictures of the Alps because I can't take my eyes off of them! They're breathtaking coming from a guy who has lived in Houston. Beautiful, majestic, curious, compelling, and cool! They beckon for me to come and investigate them, explore them, relax in them, and I will! Au revoir!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll take as many as I can!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Anouck's sister said something very intersting which I have heard quite a bit is that they rarely see people come to France or Switzerland wanting to speak the language and learn the culture. I thought it strange because it seems to me that France would be the easiest of foreign countries to begin a life of international submersive learning.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
My first weekend...
Il est Americain
Tonight (Saturday night) was very interesting. We, (Alex, Anouck, & I) were invited to a Swiss BBQ, but it's called 'faire de grillade', by the neighbors and I thought what a great way to see Swiss people in a relaxed atmosphere. Relaxed it was! I've never been called 'les Americains' so many times. 'He's American', 'There's an American here' translated of course. What a different experience! Anouck asked me later about it and I said that I had mixed feelings. It gets annoying after a bit but I begin to understand the fascination, new experience, and maybe even pride that they were feeling because an American had come to experience Switzerland.
Though, the night also had it's cultural setbacks I missed a lot because I couldn't understand everything that was being said. Anouck and I spoke after the grillade and I came to find out that a particular woman had been speaking many generalizations all night. How did I miss that? What's interesting is that she has visited America something like 11 times. She commented on how loud Americans speak and on and on and on. She even said that only Americans would like a certain salad at the 'grillade' because all Americans had bad taste buds and eat only fast foods. Obviously I couldn't understand everything but sometimes I could translate a few sentences here and there. It's interesting because Anouck really was taken aback by her. She didn't agree and felt that she wasn't being forthcoming. However, another woman, Stephanie (she's the woman who officially welcomed me from using the 'vous' form to the 'tu' form at the grillade and in the short video. In essence, we became friends thus leading to me speaking informally with her) had never lived in America but she had interesting things to say to me. Her comments were always followed by 'this is my opinion'. From body language and the beautiful way she played with her kids and spoke philosophically with us revealed to me that she seemed to want to understand people. It also seemed to me that she sought to progress beyond generalizations and see personality, culture, situations and simple common sense play as factors. However, there are some true generalizations such as: Large percentage of Americans traveling to foreign countries without caring to even learn the language and just expecting the natives to know English. Superpower syndrome! All that to say, 'So it begins!' Living within this intricate world of being a foreigner for the first time and being a black American in Europe. But, I had tons of fun at the grillade I wish there would be another before I leave. And, I was welcomed back and kissed good-bye which is a GREAT sign! So that's my first experience of being in a conversation like that about me.
Also, I have been getting a lot my stares which is only natural. If it keeps happening I might just ask them if they want an autograph and tell them that yes I am Denzel Washington's son!! ;)
Swiss humility
We also spoke about something else that was very interesting to me. Swiss humility, maybe. Stephanie, a paramedic, was told by Anouck that she is a vital part of the lives of us all. Stephanie did not think so. In fact, the expression that was used was...''Les cimetieres sont remplis de gens indispensables". It's translated as "The cemetery is full of people who are essential/indispensable"! The point is that if they were (if we are) essential or indispensable why are they dead?
It's a very interesting truth to understand that you and I can be replaced by someone else. Life goes on. I think of Beyonce's song, 'You must not know 'bout me, You must not know 'bout! I can have another man in a minute matter of fact he'll be here any second' something like that, yes? Thanks Beyonce! Some sweet Swiss food for thought.
My French
My French is getting better with every conversation that I have. Certain someones seem to think that I am doing super, perfect but I don't know. Conversation by conversation I hear, I see, I understand, and I feel the pieces coming together within this language. I love it. I've been able to carry on conversations in French and sound somewhat intelligent.
Pictures from this weekend:
Creux du Van, grillade et Beau-rivage Palace
Tonight (Saturday night) was very interesting. We, (Alex, Anouck, & I) were invited to a Swiss BBQ, but it's called 'faire de grillade', by the neighbors and I thought what a great way to see Swiss people in a relaxed atmosphere. Relaxed it was! I've never been called 'les Americains' so many times. 'He's American', 'There's an American here' translated of course. What a different experience! Anouck asked me later about it and I said that I had mixed feelings. It gets annoying after a bit but I begin to understand the fascination, new experience, and maybe even pride that they were feeling because an American had come to experience Switzerland.
Though, the night also had it's cultural setbacks I missed a lot because I couldn't understand everything that was being said. Anouck and I spoke after the grillade and I came to find out that a particular woman had been speaking many generalizations all night. How did I miss that? What's interesting is that she has visited America something like 11 times. She commented on how loud Americans speak and on and on and on. She even said that only Americans would like a certain salad at the 'grillade' because all Americans had bad taste buds and eat only fast foods. Obviously I couldn't understand everything but sometimes I could translate a few sentences here and there. It's interesting because Anouck really was taken aback by her. She didn't agree and felt that she wasn't being forthcoming. However, another woman, Stephanie (she's the woman who officially welcomed me from using the 'vous' form to the 'tu' form at the grillade and in the short video. In essence, we became friends thus leading to me speaking informally with her) had never lived in America but she had interesting things to say to me. Her comments were always followed by 'this is my opinion'. From body language and the beautiful way she played with her kids and spoke philosophically with us revealed to me that she seemed to want to understand people. It also seemed to me that she sought to progress beyond generalizations and see personality, culture, situations and simple common sense play as factors. However, there are some true generalizations such as: Large percentage of Americans traveling to foreign countries without caring to even learn the language and just expecting the natives to know English. Superpower syndrome! All that to say, 'So it begins!' Living within this intricate world of being a foreigner for the first time and being a black American in Europe. But, I had tons of fun at the grillade I wish there would be another before I leave. And, I was welcomed back and kissed good-bye which is a GREAT sign! So that's my first experience of being in a conversation like that about me.
Also, I have been getting a lot my stares which is only natural. If it keeps happening I might just ask them if they want an autograph and tell them that yes I am Denzel Washington's son!! ;)
Swiss humility
We also spoke about something else that was very interesting to me. Swiss humility, maybe. Stephanie, a paramedic, was told by Anouck that she is a vital part of the lives of us all. Stephanie did not think so. In fact, the expression that was used was...''Les cimetieres sont remplis de gens indispensables". It's translated as "The cemetery is full of people who are essential/indispensable"! The point is that if they were (if we are) essential or indispensable why are they dead?
It's a very interesting truth to understand that you and I can be replaced by someone else. Life goes on. I think of Beyonce's song, 'You must not know 'bout me, You must not know 'bout! I can have another man in a minute matter of fact he'll be here any second' something like that, yes? Thanks Beyonce! Some sweet Swiss food for thought.
My French
My French is getting better with every conversation that I have. Certain someones seem to think that I am doing super, perfect but I don't know. Conversation by conversation I hear, I see, I understand, and I feel the pieces coming together within this language. I love it. I've been able to carry on conversations in French and sound somewhat intelligent.
Pictures from this weekend:
Creux du Van, grillade et Beau-rivage Palace
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