Thursday, May 20, 2010

FIELD NOTE 5.52 - Café.

I sit and drink my coffee. All around me there are French people going about their lives in French as mine goes on in English talking to Darryl. And even so, I feel like I am finally beginning to be accepted here.
Figures it would come now only just in time for me to leave, but still the feeling is priceless.

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