Sunday, July 18, 2010


I'd like to go to France. The motivation there is obvious to anyone who reads this blog routinely.

But, you know? I don't want to see Paris. Eventually, yes, that would be nice. But I think that what I'd like to do is see the French -- and, like here, there's more of them in the country than the cities -- certainly, in Le Grand Citee. (Is that French? I've no idea.)

That's not even The Plan. But it is The Thought. And if it looks like we're going to do it, ever, I promised myself: A working fluency in French. Not perfect (hah!), but able to do the basic things, understand the basic phrases. Even when uttered at machine-gun French speeds.

So, maybe.

(Oh, and, what I wrote translated to Cited The General(!) according to Google Translate, which says that what I wanted to say was La Ville du Grand.)


genderist said...

very close --

le grande ville

They put their adjectives before the noun they modify.

Cerulean Bill said...

That's it, Sergey Brin and I are through!

STAG said...

Big house.

With a yard.

Right o then.

I often find that the attitude of people in foreign countries (like say, Ohio) is more important than the sights and sounds of the place. They live with the antiques and views and vistas every day, and don't see them any more.
More important when you get there, but you never take pictures of the common folks.

Cerulean Bill said...

You are EXACTLY right. I told my wife what you said about this being a kid who happened to be French, not the other way around, and she agreed it was a good observation, one that's been borne out by this experience. I do wonder what she'll say about US, though. Guaranteed, part of it will be 'You will NOT believe what those people eat!'