If ever I made a toast to being in France, it would go something like this: "Here's to trying to blend in, trying not to cry when your 300 US Dollars only comes to 220 Euros and never assuming anything" and then I would proceed to do everything as I would in the US and watch all the French people exchange a knowing "ah, she's American" look.
My latest "excitement" is not really excitement at all. I almost absolutely hate my new cell phone I purchased Thursday. It is a touch screen cell phone which the sales lady said was very similar to the iPhone but it IS NOT! Tapping on the touch screen always leads me to everywhere I do not want to go and the enjoyable things on my iPhone such as language translation and currency exchange cannot be put on to this phone, in fact, I cannot download any applications for this phone except ring tones. I know cell phones used to just be cell phones but I have become so attached to the ease of the iPhone, I do not even remember how to perform normal functions on a cell phone. Anyway, I tried to make an exchange today but no one in Orange parle anglais so I had to make my way in French while the little French man looked at me as if I had lost my mind. It seems, if I am understanding correctly, they do not do exchanges or returns and I am stuck with my silly little cell phone. Seriously, if the sales lady had mentioned upon purchasing the phone, I would think my cell phone was turned off in the sunlight because you cannot see the screen at all or it would take two or three taps on the screen for it to register my touch or that it simply was nothing like the iphone short of the touch screen, I would not have purchased it and instead gone with a phone far cheaper. I guess the French will really enjoy me pouring money into their pockets with all the purchasing mistakes I will probably make in the future.
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