Viva la grève!
Alright for everyone who does not study/speak French I would like to teach you a new vocabulary word: grève (f). Grève can be defined as what happens when French people are unhappy and decide to spread and share this mauvais (bad) attitude with everyone else in the general population. Actual meaning of the word: strike. So the transportation system is going on a one-day strike tomorrow (black Thursday). I love the Metro here; it is efficient and you can go most places with it very easily. So I am a little malheureuse.
As far as more explorations, I visited the Montparnasse Cemetery. Simone de Beauvoir, Jean Paul Sartre, Samuel Beckett, and Serge Gainsbourg (among others) call this their final resting place. There are some very interesting grave stones and the cemetery itself is interesting as tall buildings are just outside the walls. Women leave a lot of thank you notes on de Beauvoir’s grave thanking her for her insight; Sartre had no such thank you’s, so I will go ahead and say thanks for writing, “Hell is other people.”
Only in France would this be an appropriate grave stone:
Although this was just cool:
I went to class on Tuesday (turns out the film department is just too cool to be on strike) and sat through six hours of class! After this mental exhaustion I woke up today and got my hair cut (fringe is the French word for bangs). I also visited the Mosquee of Paris. I was starting to miss palm trees and this just comes to prove you can find one just about anywhere that isn’t covered in ice and snow.
I also walked around the Latin Quarter more today and walked into Eglise Saint Etienne du Mont which in my opinion has the coolest spiral staircase I have ever seen in a church. Also, the patron saint of Paris, Genevieve’s coffin is in this church.
So I’m thinking about eating a lot of dessert tomorrow because it looks like if I want to get somewhere, I’ll be walking!