Category archives: france

Gogo Paris Guide

Once upon a time, when I lived in Paris, was my favorite resource for finding cool happenings around the city, concerts, new restaurants, vernissages and to keep in the know. Now before every visit I always hit up the site for some inspiration and to discover fun new things to do. Now they just released a downloadable guide to Paris which is updated bi-monthly and I am sure worth the measly 8€ price. We are headed there next month for our long weekend and now I am even more excited than I already was :)

language cocktail, shaken

I discovered that apparently Mark Twain lived in Heidelberg, Germany for a while and apparently had a love/hate relationship with the German language, which is a very familiar feeling to me. He says it best:
“A person who has not studied German can form no idea of what a perplexing language it is.

The other night over dinner in Strasbourg I realized how depressingly bad my french has become. Even though it was never all that good, during my year in Paris, I could get by day to day speaking and understanding a fair bit. When I tried to open my mouth to order my dinner, french, german and english words all found there way into one sentence. so. not. cute.

I’m sure if I spent more time speaking french, it would slowly find it’s way back into my brain, but now the focus is German. Which i must admit, is the BIGGEST pain in my life- the numerous 8 syllable words and trying to understand why the 3 articles before a noun change depending on the sentence. It is MUCH more complicated than French and while some words might sound similar to english, the structure is completely different. My understanding continues to improve and given the right circumstances, I can communicate just fine. We are not talking deep intellectual conversations here, but a bit of chit chat is definitely possible.
But once I get feeling pretty good about my comprehension, then comes the f-ing dialects. grrrrrrrr. The dialect here is a beautiful one, but nearly impossible for me to understand, leaving me defeated every time I am surrounded by people speaking mostly dialect.
Someone feels the need to tell me almost daily: “Andreas should speak more German with you!” and its true. plain and simple. but a very hard dynamic to change. We met speaking english and that is what our relationship is based on. You cannot simply flip a switch. I have been getting pretty bossy as of late demanding that we speak more German together, and slowly progress is made. Even if sometimes I speak a little Deutschlish when I switch the words I don’t know with an English one…
I know learning a language is difficult and one must be patient, but sometimes it makes me want to scream. reall really loud.
and that is my rant for the day. Thank you for bearing with me.
images from Mark Twain’s The Awful German Language (his words, not mine) in buechertiger’s etsy shop

sushi + jazz manouche

= our friday night. sushi is a VERY special treat here because it is nowhere to be found in Germany near our hood. So we must hop the border to France, where, it is not nearly as good as in California but definitely feeds my sushi cravings.

Admittedly we haven’t spend enough time in France lately and I realized I have not gone for a night out there in FAR too long. So after a H-O-T sushi date with my H-O-T man, we are meeting up with friends to hear some music in a little club with 3 very different bands playing, one of which is playing jazz manouche (a la Django Reinhardt)- one of my favorite types of music I fell in love with during my stint in Paris. Should be a much needed lovely night out after a LONG week.