Just a bit of ketchup

They actually do eat ketchup here. There is a single large dispenser in the cafeteria that I unashamedly visit frequently. 

Every day at lunch I eat one and a half boiled eggs. And a roll. The main dish and dessert are irrelevant as long as I get the first two. 

Now time to "catch up". Ha. 

We went to a ballet last night. It was really fun mostly because I enjoy Faith and Jacob. The ballet itself was modern and included half naked dancers and random music. But it was most definitely the most entertaining show yet. 

I wear the one black dress I bought at the beginning of this crazy adventure and it has become my "concert dress". I have a pre-concert ritual that includes a shower, actually blow-drying my hair (a big deal these days), a touch of eyeliner and a spritz of perfume (again, very sacredness rituals). 

So I mean, when a girl is all dolled up (like so) it doesn't matter what she is going to watch, it's going to be a good night. 

Older women here have no problem asking for help. I have been approached on multiple occasions, mostly at the supermarket, by itty bitty cute-as-buttons old ladies with a "bonjour, excuse moi,... Si vous plait". My favorite encounter so far has been the three foot two asking for help reaching the top shelf for her night cream. So precious. 

I cannot describe the frustration I feel nowadays. 

Now I can comprehend most if not all aspects of a conversation. In church Sunday, I understood all that this little old man was saying to me. But even though I'm far enough along to understand and hear I can't think fast enough to come up with a response so I'm left with head nods. It's makes me so upset to be so close to conversing with these people yet unable to return commentary. 

Lots of new experiences over here. Some good some bad. Lots of learning opportunities for sure. I'm learning a lot about life.