Epic Fail

Sunrise: 8:48
Vocab: la bêtise - the stupidity

Well, I'm afraid I have some bad news. I am terrible at bucket lists...but I think you'll understand. I've been out and about, of course, but I've been favoring time spent with friends over time spent questing. Yesterday I went to Saint Nazaire/Saint Brevin Les Pins* with Angèle to visit some of her family friends. I spent all day playing card games with the kids, ages 5 and 9. The little girl, Clara, told me that I was the first American she'd ever met, so we played on the same team for all of the games.

*A big thank you to P. Le Bozec for correcting mes bêtises.

Here's a recap of the list:

- Issue an Edict {in progress}
- Go to a Discothèque (boite de nuit) {tonight, most likely...do I get extra points if it's a gay boite?}
- Visit the Machines de l'Ile (comrades of the Elephant)
- Go swimming in the Place Royal fountain
- Go bus-hopping
- Soirée costard/robe de soirée dans un endroit incongrue (Trans: Classy dress for dinner at a relatively un-classy restaurant)
- Shop at the Christmas Market and take photos of the decorations
- Buy a striped shirt and a beret while laughing French-ly
- Ne pas respecter les bonnes manières à table (Trans: I think this one is clear...time to toss all my etiquette training to the wind)
- Take a photo of that violin guy
- Try absinthe
- Replicate Rimbaudian debauchery
- Learn a Georges Brassens song
- Get tea at La Cigale (a classy restaurant across from the Opera at Place Graslin)
- Placer le mot "levres" une vingtaine de fois au cours d'un repas (Trans: Say the word "lips" at least twenty times over the course of a meal)
- Try escargot
- Go on a mooning spree (definitely not my idea...)
- Free hugs in Place Royal!
- Fill the rest of my notebook {in progress}

I decided to group in bad table manners with Rimbaudian debauchery...hope that's cool! And here are some of the Christmas market photos I snapped.