I've only been in France a couple hours but visually I'm already really good at fitting it. On the plane from Paris there were six of us in the row, and the flight attendant asked all of the others in English what they wanted to drink. But when he got to me (window seat!) he switched to Et pour vous Madame?
Of course, as soon as I start talking the jig is up. Yikes.
I'm in Marseille... pictures coming soon maybe? I'm too tired and confused to take any.
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