Last night Kruti and Jordan and I played Chat Roulette for 2+ hours straight. Though we had to sort through a plethora of creepers and got nexted by a lot hot girls and fourteen year old babies who didn't find us up to standard - we managed to find three different groups of people all living in Paris and quite happy to converse in their native tongue. You have no idea the rush of seeing "salut!" pop up on the screen and knowing that you are about to step into a delightful conversation en Français.
First we talked to Peter and Simon - two 17-year olds living in the 16th arrondissement (which after just looking on my map I have realized is considered one of the plus chere!). They were listening to some really catchy French rap - which they told me was La Fouine. But then when they found out where we were they put on some American songs and songs about LA. So sweet. We all agreed that if the 17-year olds are so très mignonˆ - finding a good looking homme shouldn't be an issue.
Then we talked to a man that appeared to be in a rug shop (but I couldn't ask because I don't know how to say rug shop) and was trying to talk about gypsies and caravans with us. He seemed nice, but had some creeper potential. It should be noted - creepers come in all shapes, sizes, nationalities, and occupations. So we nexted him.
And were quite pleased to eventually discover this lovely man:
Yes he is indeed blowing me some bisous. And he wished me a good trip and said my French was very good. Merci beaucoup grand-père!
Overall, Chat Roulette has become my new favorite way to study International Relations.
In other related news, I ate some brie cheese and talked to my dear friend Casey about studying abroad. Those have been the highlights of the morning (and by morning i mean afternoon of course).
- Clara
P.S. I changed the name of the blog. Just trying it out for a bit.
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