Reverse Culture Shock

I just got back from a Thanksgiving dinner! Yes, it's a little early, but that's beside the point. It was with people from the anglophone church here in Aix. We ate at a house in the French suburbs. French suburbs look like American suburbs. The husband and wife were from Texas. Another woman was from Nashville. In fact, I noticed all the English speakers talked with a slight twang. We ate turkey, cranberry sauce, garlic mashed potatoes--you know, your typical Thanksgiving meal. The food was so delicious and it felt good to have Thanksgiving even when away from home, but I went into a state of shock. Where am I? America?

However, there were some students there from Italy, Russia, Mexico, China, and Spain--just to reassure me that I hadn't been sent back to the US before my time. Many of them were assistants with a French highschool. I guess a lot of language majors go to their country of choice after college to become assistant teachers. I'll probably end up being a teacher, after all. Heh, I don't know about that, but it could happen. It's an option. It's nice to know people can do something with a language major.


One more thing...
Please, please, please, if you get the chance to see Joyeux Noël, go see it! I don't know if it's showing in the States...probably in smaller theatres. It's one of the best films I've seen in awhile. Plus, there are characters in it that speak French, English, and German. A feast for the ears and heart!