This great environment is helping me become more sure of who I am and what I need (and don't need) in life. It makes me think of that quote about how you can take someone out of the something but you can't take the something out of the someone. True to Hotlebug style, I'm naturally finding myself in bizarre situations every time I leave the house. For example, today at the bank the nice Mademoiselle asked me where I opened my account at. Instead of saying, "St Genis Pouilly," like an adult who can communicate the name of a bank branch I muttered and stuttered a bit before I said, "St. Genis Poulet." She tried so hard to remain professional as I said the French word for Chicken instead of the department name.
This is just a speck of dust on the tip of the iceberg of strange situations that I've created here. The combination of my ability to not mind if people think I'm weird and me trying to conquer the French language creates millions of faux pas. With that said, after I think about myself fauxpas-ing left and right, it makes it even more clear how much my life IS the opening scene from Beauty in the Beast. Think about it, I live in a TINY (Ségny Wikipedia page) village made up of a boulangerie, fromagerie, patiserie etc. The people in the village constantly greet my with, "Bonjour," I always walk around dreaming about my next adventure, and I stick out like a sore thumb. However, I think I will schedule a rendez- vous with the doctor if the clocks and candlesticks begin talking to me... If you aren't familiar with this clip, check it out! Little Town - Beauty and the Beast
The purpose of this blog is to help me further organize my thoughts and stories here while simultaneously sharing them with my friends and family. Thanks for checking it out! I'll leave you with a couple of photos I've taken in my village.
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| I absolutely love the shapes and styles of the houses here. |
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| This is my arrière-cour . You can see the snow slowly creeping down les Alps. |
