I didn’t end up getting a prepaid phone (yet). I accidentally napped. Oh well! Myself and seven other girls just went on a quite interesting adventure around Lyon. Finally!

One of my dialogue-mates, Lizzie, accidentally took her entire French oral exams in English. Completely. She thought they were just filling out her sheet and having a conversation. I don’t think I ever laughed so hard when I learned that. Oh wait, I laughed pretty hard when one of the Kristen’s told us that for her eighth birthday, all she wanted as a present was stock in Mattel. Just picture an eight year old saying, “No daddy, I don’t want a Barbie, I just want eight stocks of Mattel.”

It was hilarious to say the least. But the food we had at the restaurant we ended up going to was phenomenal. I got the Menu Mama, which was three courses of absolute deliciousness.

The appetizer (which, in French, they call the Entrée) had pepperoni in the name, but included no meat. It was quite confusing.

The main course for me was a spicy pasta with tomato sauce. I didn’t realize how spicy it was until I started sipping on our Rose wine and then all of a sudden I needed to eat some bread before my mouth was on fire! It was awesome. Then for dessert, I got a caramel crème. Oh my word. It was along the lines of French Flan. Super rich and caramel-y (that’s totally not a word, I know) and wonderful. I am still so full and it’s been like 3 hours since we ate!

I love how in France they don’t rush you to get the check, pay and leave. But I definitely am still getting used to the whole idea of eating between 8-9 p.m. They don’t even give you the check until you ask for it. So awesome. Definitely much better than being rushed out of a restaurant to open up tables!

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Lyon: Les Examens

We just took our oral and written French exams. Oh my Gosh. Fun French fact: “Godde” in French means “vibrator.” So Saying “Oh My God” sounds like you’re saying “Oh my vibrator.” Anyway, the tests went OK. Just OK. I’m hoping I get put in a decent class.

Then a few of the other dialogue-mates and I went to the Carrefour City (for, like, the fourth time since we’ve been here) and “Call Me Maybe” was playing. WHAT?! Why wasn’t it in French? Someone fix this.

People here love their radishes. I have never seen so many people buying radishes at the market than here. So I looked up a popular radish dish…

Radish sandy

It’s literally sliced radishes, salt, butter and bread. But it looks pretty good. I’ll keep you posted on if I end up trying it out.

Our next adventure will be to find and potentially buy a prepaid phone…en Francais.

Au revoir (for now)