Notes from the first weekend.....what not to do in France!

My first days in France have been exciting. I have seen a lot of interesting differences and had a lot of cultural experiences here ! Ordering things can be complicated, I have found. This morning Samantha and I tried to get two pieces of chocolate bread and ended up with four, and this was after we accidentally grabbed it illegally ! When you order un cafe here you will get an espresso shot, even if you ask for it with milk. I know because I tried twice today and got two shots that I did not want for about five dollars. An expensive lessson !
The meals here Sunday were very long, even for the french Alison says ; they lasted two and a half hours. I may never be able to eat again I am so full. After all of that, I think I can say that the food here is incredible. Saturday night we went to a football match for troyes and another city in the north. The fans really are as crazy as they seem in the american media ! They had the loudest, most obnoxious chants ever. They were much more interesting than the game. At the match I met some new people and learned an shocking lesson : if you ask a guy how old he is, he will think you are checking him out in a very promiscuous manner. Yeah, it was very awkward.
I played a little game today ; I wore lavender pants and I wanted to see what the french would do. Did they pull the -I am french and therefore more chic- card ? No ! France attacked my pants ! French mud was slung on them when I cleaned some garden chairs to be used for lunch. I washed my pants, they dried, and half an hour later a little girl knocks my hand really hard and two thirds of my coffee lands squarely on my pants. So, it was back to the bathroom for another emergency cleaning, but the coffee stains were much more extensive and I spent the rest of the day with brown and purple pants. I just finished dousing them in laundry detergent, but today may have been the last day ever for shockingly lavender pants. France got them.
-Mary