Culture is more than just my yogurt!

While I don’t normally tend to bleed blue, being in what is perhaps the cultural center of the known universe seems to bring out the aristocrat in me. Now I haven’t just seen it; I’ve lived next door, and it is giving me the urge to go to Place Vendome and shop for something, anything Dior.

The language is coming along fairly well, although a stock of phrases is a useful asset to have. Nevertheless, figuring things out as you go along, out of pure curiosity of course, is a very good way to learn. Hence, je la frapperais, my new favorite phrase which, although it would make no idiomatic sense to a Frenchman, would literally translate to “I’d hit it.” I cannot think of a better way to learn the conditional. After all, Parisiennes sont chaudes.