To start, I would like to mention something I was warned about before coming to France. The French don't clean up after their dogs. I was told this and just stored it in the back of my mind because I didn't remember seeing droppings all over the place the last time I was here. My memory must be failing me. Dog waste is everywhere (they even advertise how much money the city wastes on cleaning it up since the people can't themselves). I have yet to step in it (as well as be the recipient of a gift from the pigeons above). I knock on wood. The stepping in refuse is supposed to be good luck, but I'd rather find luck elsewhere.
I must mention the most disgusting thing I have eaten thus far. It was a meatball wrapped in meat. When I asked what it was "beef" was all that I was told. Well, yes, but what part of the cow? The outside of the super meaty meatball was probably the toughest cow meat that I've ever eaten, so you can assume what part it was. Please let me know what you think because I really have no idea.
Today I went to the Roman thermal baths, which is why this town exists. The thermal baths are called Thermes Sextius, for the Roman ruler Sextius who founded the city because of the thermal spring. The town was originally called Aquae Sextiae, and Aix is a contraction of that. I'll put up pictures soon of the ruins, but not tonight because I'm too tired right now.
I also had a candy bar called "Lion" that wasn't the greatest thing ever, but it wasn't bad: chocolate, krispies (think like the cereal), caramel, and a wafer cookie in the middle. Certainly not a Take 5.
For the last two days I have walked to the apartment in a thunderstorm. Fortunately, today there was significantly less rain and a truck didn't splash water on me as it drove by. The weather here is grossly humid and changes at the drop of a hat. I expected it to be sweltering already, but I guess that's the weather that you have in the US.
I have much to comment on, but it is late here and I have to get up too early for school. I'll fill you in with more soon.
3 comments:
I am glad my warning has saved your shoes from the ignominious rendezvous avec le merde de chien.
hmm...I don't think people in Philadelphia know how to pick up their dog crap either. Pictures of the Roman thermal baths?
rach it sounds like tongue- you know from the cow's mouth, ha,ha anyway people everywhere do not pick up that stuff. you kno it is good luck to step in it!!
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