A Little Out of my Comfort Level in Paris

Yesterday I stuck my head out on the terrace to see just how cold it was because it looked REALLY cold.  And I saw these horses with a police (and street sweepers) escort.  I don't know why they were here, but it looks quite official. 

This morning I had French class followed by lunch with a couple of the gals in my class.  Very exciting to have friends...........

And then......

I suspect I have a little infection so I did what all the other Parisians do, I went to the neighborhood pharmacy. Of course, before I went I figured out what I would say - thank you! google translation - and it went pretty well at first.  But as is usually the case, they get a little excited and start talking really fast.  So I just stood there and shook my head.  Finally the pharmacist asked me if I spoke English.  What luck! I do!

The great things about pharmacies over here is that once you tell them the problem, they can give you drugs and instructions.  No pesky doctors' office necessary.

Next I went to the train office.  This wasn't such a big deal because I've done it before, but this time I didn't make the mistake of making the reservation without regard to the 24 hour clock. That should make the return trip much easier than the return trip from Reims when I had purchased tickets for 6:45, thinking it would be p.m. instead of what it really was...6:45 a.m.

Up to that point everything had been going so well that I decided it was time to do something I've been putting off for about a month.  I made an appointment to have my hair colored!  Tomorrow at 10 a.m. So now I have to rehearse what I am going to say to make sure I get the hair color I want.