Awesome story! My first time in France was memorable too. I separated from the group to head back to the hotel on my own (I was a teenager) Of course I got off at the wrong metro stop. Being Canadian, I'm embarrassed to say that on a good day, my French sounds like a wounded animal. The stop I did get off led me to the nastiest, scariest, back alley I've ever come across. Lucky for me, I did recognize a street vendor and he was kind enough to take me back to the hotel. Mmmmm random pastry shops in Paris!
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Haha. I was told Canadian French sounds weird to the French, too, so that couldn't have helped! The metro mix-up sounds frightening. That was amazing of the vendor to help!
The lades in the random pastry shop were hilarious. I didn't speak French, and none of them spoke English or Spanish. I had asked how to get to Notre Damme. They didn't really know how to get there on foot, either, and were discussing it. Then one of them said (in French) "I'm a lady," looked at one of the others and said "you're a lady," shrugged and said what I can only guess is "which lady are you looking for?" At least, that was what I understood of it. I understood just enough! They were awesome :-)