Bud and Kita

Bud at the vide de grenier

Meet Bud! He and his tattooed friend were strolling around the vide de grenier (like a flea market/garage sale) that I went to this Sunday to kill time after a bike ride along the Loire. I learned, in my brief interaction with Bud that not only do French people apparently not think it's rude for you to randomly ask to take a picture of their dog, but they'll even treat the dog like he's being rude for note acknowledging you properly!

While I didn't spot anything sure to win me $1000+ on the Antique Roadshow, myself and three other students did buy notebooks for our classes which started Monday. Classes run from 9:45 am until 1:45 pm, leaving us plenty of time to get into trouble after class. Last night, I saw The Time That Remains, a Palestinian movie largely in Hebrew and Arabic. I must have seemed confused when I was buying my ticket, because the salesperson made sure I knew the film wasn't in English... She apparently didn't have much faith in my ability to read French subtitles.

This disbelief in my ability to do much of anything is, in my 5 days worth of experience, a typical French reaction to Americans. I try not to take it too personally; Gita's (pictured below) Mom doesn't even think she can walk!

Gita at the vide de grenier