Just wanted to let y'all know that the coming-out party was a total smash! At least half the building was there. At one point the male-to-female ratio was greater than 4 to 1. There was some awkwardness at the beginning, but Mr. Gauben plied us with alcohol, so it became quite a fête come 9:30 or so. And then Damien went to get his guitar, and Carlos, Brazilian and master acoustic guitar player, went to town playing a vast repertoire of songs, ranging from Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" (shout out to my uncles Dave and Darrik! Thanks to you, I could sing along.), "Hotel California," the Beatles' "I Wanna Hold Your Hand" and "Hey Jude," Jason Mraz's "I'm Yours," some classic Brazilian dance tunes that made me want to get up and mamba, and, lastly, "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," at which point I got the opportunity to sing in my actual first soprano range instead of Carlos's tenor, totally amazing everyone much to my own personal embarrassment. Having jam fests around a guitar is not common practice in France like it is in America, so I'm going to blame their total astonishment that I can sing on the novelty of the phenomenon.
I finally got to meet Madame Gauben, Monsieur Gauben's wife, and liked her equally as well as Monsieur Gauben himself and their daughter, Marie, whom I met during an impromptu soda at a café followed by a trip to McDonald's (McDo). Mr. Gauben tells me he is reading my blog (Salut, Monsieur Gauben!) and really enjoying my descriptions of his residents. Truly happy (and lucky!) to be at Les Cottages here in Blois. This weekend, the Brazilians have asked us over for a BBQ Brazilian-style--translation: lots of meat. It looks like we Anglophones may start having a social life beyond the Great British Bake-Off on YouTube (which is lucky since the series finale was posted today).
Bedtime! La vie est vraiment belle en France!
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