Jacob

May this mark the day that Jacob and I officially became friends. We had held minimal conversations before. Mostly about Lord of the Rings and the anxieties we held for school. And he had always been very nice, very polite. Not with overwhelming gentlemanliness, but with enough to know his momma raised him right. But TODAY oh man. I guess it started when we were shopping at the equivalent of Walmart in the states. 

I could not find shampoo to save my life. (Don't you dare judge, it was all in French). So I set off for Jacob, the only person in our group who knows anything in this language. We found it of course (one aisle over, oops). Then we ended up on a search for running shoes so we could workout in the mornings. There are not many "sneakers" in France. We find them, checkout, wallah. Next Robin and I find the awesome store that had my little black dress. Only I didn't know exactly how "little" it was. Robin and I were trying to figure out what the size would be in America when Jacob shows up. 

He literally took my black dress by himself up to a lady and asked what the size would be converted. I cannot tell you the enjoyment I found in that. 

And to wrap up the day, after dinner, he taught me the easy part to the only piano duet he knows. We are going the be pros and perform live for you all by the end of this semester.