I'm Scrutin' Here!
This post is quite late! In the last few weeks I have encountered a series of maladies. I won't tire folks with a lot of details, since none of it ended up being serious, but the first thing had the semblance of being serious which means I was able to get in front of a doctor very quickly.
The system is definitely imperfect but (1) when it looked like it could be serious, I got seen right away and (2) for the first time in my life I left a doctor's office without paying anyone anything.
Because of a persistent cold after getting that sorted, I haven't gotten out much, but I'll highlight two kinda funny/interesting things that happened in recent weeks:
- A class activity in which we were supposed to (1) find a house/apartment that you wouldn't buy/rent, (2) describe why, and (3) what you would change/do, hypothetically, if you did buy/rent it. A friend I was grouped with knocked it out of the park. I believe she has a gift.
As to what to do with this place, I responded (in not completely horrible French) that we considered making it a haunted house but it would be too dangerous. Instead, firemen should use it for practice by lighting it on fire and, if they feel like it, extinguishing said fire.
- We went to the Museum of Fine Arts (Le musée de beaux arts)
The guide was very kind and, seemingly unaware that the class was at a more intermediate level, spoke slowly with simple words and a lot of enunciation. This was appreciated. I'm actually pretty bad at French.
Fans of the blog will know that I like my art queer, unhinged, or preferably both. This falls squarely in the second category; the executed, praying, and angelic beavers (castor) are of course symbolic of the broader impacts of European contact on the continent for virtually all its inhabitants.
No trip to an art museum is complete without some people with weird faces. I will, one day, use her as my avatar for something.
Anyway they should hang this up I mean come on
