Today I was invited to France for Christmas. I was lamenting the fact that I was sans family for the first time in many a year (OK, ever) and that I would be the only housemate without somewhere to go for the usual celebrations. Woe is me. And that's when My French Friend said, "Let me ask my mum, then you can come to France with me and spend Christmas with my family." How nice is that? How nice I ask you? There is one small issue I see in this arrangement. She is the only one in her family who speaks English. Problem. Sign language is an option...or at least enthusiastic gesticulating, like some earnest form of Charades...
But France for Christmas. v. intr. pon-der-ing.
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