Saturday, September 12, 2009

We went by the market in St. Egreve this morning; very nice!




Franck had bought croissants and other delicious things early in the morning, so we did not violate te first rule of the French Market: never shop while hungry! With Franck's help, we moved to our new temporary digs which is on the border of a somewhat scary (but nothing like East Oakland Scary) neighborhood. The apartment is great, though. On the car ride to the new place, Zoe pointed out the window at the Neron (A large outcrop of rock visible from most of Grenoble) and said "BIG.. ock!". I'm hoping that is an indication that she will be drawn to the magic of limestone. Ock=Rock, by the way -- she has trouble with leading consonants. Her first french word appears to be "Merci", but she doesn't quite know how to use it yet.

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