Monday, May 12, 2008

My mom and dad have been renting an apartment around the corner from the Louvre for the past 2 months. They go back home at the end of the week and we will miss them terribly.

My mom called my brother before a shopping trip. “What’s French for bleach I need some bleach?" My brother, who knows even less French than I, said, “I don’t know, try babel fish.” Two hours later, in Monoprix, my mother was asking a befuddled employee “Ou est le babel fish”

6 Comments:

Blogger ~Michelle~ said...

Priceless!

2:06 AM  
Blogger Starman said...

Loved it.

1:03 PM  
Anonymous Mark said...

Le blanco-mako. Or is that Spanish?

3:24 PM  
Blogger Polly-Vous Francais said...

Eau de javel, which sounds like eau de cologne to the uninitiated, but you wouldn't want to dab it behind your ears.

That story is a keeper.

3:41 PM  
Anonymous lapagefrancaise said...

Hahahahah!

7:47 PM  
Blogger A Seattleite in Paris said...

Too funny!

12:10 PM  

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