New post over at my new blog!
I’m writing this post while I’m on my flight to Paris. If I’m lucky there will be wi-fi in the airport and I can upload it there. I’m telling you now, though, do NOT expect a post every single day like I did when I was in Seattle. After all, I’ve got two blogs to maintain now!
I’ve heard the term “French Canadian” before, but I never realized just what that meant until I got to Montreal airport yesterday. The signs and the announcements were in English AND French, and the customs guys were speaking French. It was unexpected and annoying, to be honest. I don’t know why it was annoying, but it was. (PMS, most likely.)
It was there in the airport that it hit me that I am going to be spending the next 9 days in a bunch of non-English speaking countries! How the hell am I going to communicate with anyone??
That feeling was reinforced when I got on the plane for my flight to Paris and someone was sitting in my seat. He only spoke French, and then the flight attendant came over and HE was speaking French. I just stood there smiling and pointing to my seat number on my boarding pass.
I’m not too worried about it, though. It’s not like I’ll be there alone. I have my bestie with me, and I’m perfectly fine if she’s the only person I speak to for the next nine days. Somehow we never seem to run out of things to talk about!
Oh, by the way, does anyone know what’s up with Canada and needles? On the barf bag on our flight from New York to Montreal there was a sign that said “no needles,” and then in the bathroom in Montreal airport there was a box for people to deposit their needles safely. I’ve never seen that before.