Well, I finally got my bank card. I am sure you are all disappointed to hear that this may presage an end to the ongoing chronicles of Ken vs. French banking. But, have faith; I am sure they will find something to screw up before the month is out.

I am heading on my first “exploring Europe” trip this weekend: three days in London visiting Andrew and Laura. My hope is that the exorbitant pricing in London will help put the exorbitant pricing in Paris in proper perspective. Booked far enough in advance a train ticket to London is really quite affordable, so I think it is likely that I will go again some time. This, though, is conditional on me not getting so drunk this weekend that I vomit in Andrew’s roommate’s closet. I make no promises.

Language class is going well. One of my classmates gave me a hard time the other day because I am always asking about certain expressions used in Quebec that inevitably don’t exist in Parisian French. I also suggested in class that the word “all” was an adjective and an adverb. When my prof informed me that it was only an adjective I was able to break out the example, “but he was all crazy.” A better French class example there never was.

I did a little walking around Paris on Sunday night and took some pictures. The better part of them were erased because they resemble little more than abstract paintings of nothingness, but there are a few I really like. I will post some here shortly.