Amis, Romains, compatriotes, faites comme Van Gogh a fait et prêtez-moi vos oreilles:
As you may know, I arrived in France last friday morning. I spent most of the day traversing the city using various modes of transportation (unfortunately not including riding on some cute Parisian's cuter scooter (RHYMEZ)), so it is understandable that the French were not really aware of my arrival until some 12 hours later, that night. Since Friday, as I have been making my way about the city, I have been aware of the radio playing somewhere a total of maybe 4 times. This sounds like a low number, but being lost ("directionally challenged"--although the French don't really give directions, which I guess is the problem) in a foreign land tends to occupy one's full attention, and this seems to be a perpetual issue of mine. En tout cas, 3 of those times, it was playing Katy Perry's "Last Friday Night"! My friends, mes chers amis, I have thus come to the only logical conclusion: since my arrival, celebrating my arrival in fact, the French have adopted this current staple of American pop culture (and my super macho ex-officemate Eric's favorite song) as their national anthem for the week. They are a very patriotic* people, you know. And of course, since nothing that could possibly happen this Friday is anywhere near as exciting as my arrival à Paris, and because Katy Perry will not always be à la mode (chic), I predict that if you check the national anthem when Friday night rolls around, you will find it has gone back to whatever it was before I got here. I'd put money on it!
Your favorite intercontinental Big Deal,
Clare
* This is related to the word patriotic because it is a 4th of July video. I really just wanted to include it because I am a little** bit in love with Hannah Hart. If you enjoy smiling (and are you truly human if you don't?), watch her My Drunk Kitchen videos. Now.
** I lied. I meant a lot. Gramm'ar?
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