I am taking a French class all of July in Aix. I’m trying to overcome my “frenchlessness”. Today was the first day. I had a different feeling as I walked around the city in the early morning coolness, different than just being a tourist and I felt like it was more “my” city. I especially love Aix. It is full of beautiful buildings and sculptures and most of the walls are done in muted golden colors.
There are many statues, all religious, up above our heads on the corners of buildings. This is St Roch. You know it is him because he almost always has a dog with him.
I love all of the shades of brown in the early morning light.
I’m not sure what this little figure is-maybe a mermaid with two tails?
Look at these vegetables glowing like jewels.
My class is full of Americans. Six of them are university students from Kentucky. One girl is an American but also Ukranian so I guess she is married to an American. She lives in Los Angeles. One lady is from Canada. The one I find most interesting is an American from Dallas who lives in Africa in the country of Chad where her husband is a doctor. They speak French there, along with Arabic, so she and her husband want to improve their French. He is in a more advanced class. We are all doing what I know we shouldn’t–which is speaking English when we aren’t in class, but it is so interesting to find out about everyone and why they are there. I just hope no one asks how long I’ve lived in France. That is embarrassing.