Vive la différence!
May 27, 2009 - France
Some things I’m going to find it hard to adapt to, #1 in a series of N:
- The prevalence of bank holidays – and the way that people forget they’re happening. It’s all wonderfully laid back. (Actually, people tell me that I’ve turned up at the worst time for bank holidays and it’s much more normal the rest of the year, but hey, by Monday, I’ll have been here 2 weeks and everything will have been shut for 3 weekdays out of 10).
- Cheques being effectively money: my new landlord is happy to accept a cheque for deposit & rent the day I move in. This is because bouncing a cheque is totally forbidden here, and you can get into all sorts of trouble (i.e., lose your bank account!) if you bounce one.
- Everyone talking French, really fast.
- The way things have totally random opening hours (I heard a tale of someone who’d joined a gym called “24 hour gym!” which opened at 10.30am and shut for lunch).
- The speed (slow) and intricacy (high) of the bureacracy.
- Being able to see the alps, most of the time. Like, wow.
- Having to avoid lizards when cycling to the supermarket.
- Being about 900 miles from Rog