This story begins in Paris.
A man and a woman (un homme et une femme) met on the banks of the River Seine, and fell in love in a café over hot croissants and even hotter espresso.
Je plaisante, but this story does begin in Paris. After an unsuccessful attempt at American University, I was persuaded to drag myself across the Atlantic to historic Paris, and to the even more historic Université de la Sorbonne. In a magical world, I would have tombée amoureuse with a handsome Frenchman over buttery croissants. Malheuresement, we don’t live in a magical world. In truth, I knew absolutely no one and even the City of Lights can get pretty lonely. I happened across a language group in Le Marais that allowed me to not only make friends, but practice my formal French. C’était magnifique! When I returned to New York, I was sure such a group existed and I was determined to find it.
I googled for hours. Nothing. Rien. And so, Parisian no holds barred attitude in hand, I started it myself. Parlez Vous Franglais? was born, and from that, this blog was born as well.
What is Franglais, you ask??? It’s a mix of Anglais et Français, because that is what I am: a blend. Un mélange.
J’éspere que vous aimerez ce blog. Paris et le monde nous attendent!
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