Last year, when I told my mother that D and I were going to move to France she was concerned. After all, she would be losing her “one and only” daughter to the French; I would be an ocean and 6 hours away. One of her concerns was that her sweet, introverted daughter wouldn’t have friends in France.
I admit that I feared that my mother would be correct. After all, I’m not a social queen and this is France. You can’t just start random conversations with French people on the subway or at the Super-U. As much as you may want to practice your French starting a conversation with les français is not be recommended. So, how do you go about making friends? The easiest way for an expat to make new friends is through the expat network. Well, I had a challenge: geography. D and I were moving to Nice and not the expat vortex that is Paris. But that’s why the internet is such a great tool. (Hey, I found D on the internet why not connect with new friends that way too!)
Through my blog I’ve had the pleasure to connect with other bloggers here in France that geography was made insignificant.
On Saturday, D and I made the drive from Nice to Aix-en-Provence to meet with the people behind the following blogs:
Sara from Sara in Le Petit Village
Charley from 365 things that I love about France
Piglet from Piglet in France
Aidan from Conjugating Irregular Verbs
Kirsty from You had me at Bonjour
Piglet mentioned in her post that it was difficult dealing with the various accents in a crowded restaurant. (Piglet: I second that.) Somehow, in my head, everyone was accent neutral. I couldn’t have been more wrong. The only person I could hear and understand over the din was Charley. I found I had to concentrate a little to understand the Australian and English accents. But that was one of the joys of this meeting too. I now know what these ladies sound like and I have a truer sense of who they are beyond the words they share with us.
The second is that I was introduced to two new blogs I didn’t follow before. I think I had spied B’s blog a while back and lost track. (I’m back on track baby!) Somehow I had never come across Kirsty’s blog but I did some snooping and it’s a beautiful blog. (Seriously Kirsty, you had me at bonjour.)
Sadly, the blogapalooza had to come to an end but I’m looking forward to our next meeting. In Nice perhaps?