Monday, September 12, 2011

French testing, and testy Germans

My first week in Paris is exactly what I expected, a little exciting, a little boring, and a lot of what next questions. I do not have an identity here. As of right now, I am a tourist on a tourist visa, just looking to enjoy myself, take in the sights, learn about the culture, and maybe if I am lucky take some French courses as proposed by my German "uncle". In a few months unless a miracle happens I'll be an illegal - and things for better or for worse become a little trickier.

More than anything else, my primary concern is getting the paper work finished. I have never seen the inside of a prison before, except on time while visiting a friend; and even from the visitors room, I knew that prison was no place for the delicate - especially yours truly. I am thoroughly convinced that once, I am in possession of whatever carte de blah blah blah I need, my life will turn around, and I can officially call France home, and myself a Française.

Tomorrow, to give my life a sense of purpose, and get and keep me out of the house for several hours, I am going to take a placement test, verbal and oral at ècole de PERL - which is a French language school, who boast to have over 70 different cultures being taught, small class rooms and the most afforadble prices. IF only the took AMX it would be golden. But since they do not, I'll have to figure out a way to have my parents swing it.


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