-After our first full day in Montpellier, a large group of us decided to go to a bar to see the nightlife of the town, which is supposed to be great. We found a cool bar that was very popular called The Egg that was owned by an Irish guy. Well, we had fun drinking and getting to know each other, but the interesting stuff comes when we left to go home.
I live really far out from town, and the bus that takes me straight into town stops at 8:30 at night. So, when I go out at night, I first have to take a bus for about 25 minutes, and then I have to walk 30 minutes on random French roads to get home. Kind of sketchy, but luckily the student from Texas who is also staying at my house to study French was with me.
Anyways, we take the bus, and almost finish our walk, when my friend Margaret calls me. It's about 1:30 in the morning, and she is freaking out because she can't get her key to work for her apartment building. She had been trying it for almost 30 minutes, pushing it every which way, but she couldn't get it. Well, she didn't have the phone number to her French house, and she was all alone on the street, so I had to call my French parents and wake them up to ask them to help Margaret. In about a second Christian pulls up next to us on the road, and we go to her apartment.
We get there, and in about two seconds he opens the door for her with the key. We leave, and then I get another call. She now can't get into her actual apartment, so we turn around and Christian opens that door too! Needless to say, she had had only one beer about two hours before this. She is just door-challenged.
-Well, the beach is topless. And although we knew that going into this experience, it's fair to say that none of us were prepared for what we say... literally boobs everywhere!! People kept saying, "I just don't know where to look! No place is safe!" I didn't feel uncomfortable wearing my entire bathing suit, but I (along with my group of girls) was very much not the norm. My dear friend Margaret noted jealously, "They're just so big here! Yet they are still so perky!" She said this while first making a hand motion near her chest to suggest largeness, followed by another motion for perkiness. What I learned from this event was that boobs come in all shapes and sizes. Also, when sunbathing topless, women must lather their whole boob, as well as under. It was quite a sight!
-Tonight at dinner, my French parents asked my German house brother Alex what his last name is. He said Klein, which means "small" in German. So then they asked him what "big" is in German, and he says something that sounds like "dick". I immediately burst into laughter because all I can think of is big dick. Needless to say, I am not very mature. I cannot stop laughing, and Steven from Texas can't either.
No one else understands why it is funny, and then the dad Christian says, oh, it's inappropriate, right? Like the word "phoques"? Phoques means seal in French, and is pronounced like our lovely four letter cuss word beginning with an f. He then proceeds to sing "F- you, F-you!" while laughing! It was awesome.
Stephen, moi, Alex
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