On Fête Nationale

Yesterday, we came back around 16h30ish but I stayed in my room, writing emails and my story. I'm fascinated with my new character Spenzre. Anyway, I found this cool little restaurant but unfortunately even though the prices agreed with my wallet, I wasn't particularly fond of the type of food. It was okay. It wasn't like the amazing burger I had with hot sauce in Tours or the lunch at L'Orangerie de Chenonceau, which I highly recommend. The lady was like you speak anglais, English, anglais?
 "Oui"
"Are you arab?"
"Non"
THen I ate and watched an autopsy of a lion and then they showed a lion pooping and they compared poop sizes, it was some nature show. THen I paid and she was like, "where are you from? Africa?"
 "No."
"Jamaica?"
"No."
"Where are you from then?"
"America."
"Oh America."
I left a little after that because who knew what questions would come after that. I knew she would never guessed that she was looking at a half-Austrian! I do have some African blood and some native American blood, some Irish, Italian, French on my mother's side but it is indeed easier to say half Austrian. WHen people look at me, they see my nose shape isn't exactly typical of what they think black noses should look like. Then I could easily have Ethiopian or French eyes, so when they look at me, it's like they want to write me off as one thing but bwhahaha, they can't.

Today, I took the bus all over I took the 96, 86, 46 until I relented and took the metro to Notre Dame where some lady came up to me and wanted me to sign some paper and I tried to refuse but she was persistent but I was saved by a man, I know why would Blank Esquire need a man to save the day but I was glad for him and he told her "no, no," then he said some thing else but I didn't quite catch it and I didn't really get a good look of him except for his skin colour, strange I know, and she was forced to move across the street and I went as far away as I could. I found two items I was searching for and I will try my hand at the post office tomorrow. We shall see how they are. I know how to order food and pay for stuff I need but none of my classes I ever took ever covered the post office. I mean that should be as important as talking about foot-Americain or skiing, if not more important. I also gave a woman an euro because she had a cat, I told her, "pour chat" and she nodded. Today is Fête National or as the someone English-speaking called it Bastille Day. Everyone was expecting things to be closed, like Sundays but while I was on the bus doing my own tour, I noticed not everything was closed. Some pharmacies are open and some Monoprix but not the one near our dorm, wouldn't that be nice but I bought two pizzas earlier. I didn't take a picture of it, since my camera, the dramatic thing, is charging.

Little Monster keeps wanting to update Facebook and Imp wants to update everything but no data so I try but they are sad. I'm thinking of calling my camera after a character from a Moliere play... and I have no idea what to call my tablet... I name things, it's easier to yell at something with a name. I can say, "Dancer did something" or "Dancer don't do that" easily but saying "dog don't do that." is harder. Maybe I'm a bit strange but if you haven't figured that out yet, you can't complain.

Oh yeah and the rain is gone, and it has decided to be sunny. Damn it all! What can I do? Oh I freaked myself out with money but when I counted how much I have, I relaxed.