I stepped onto the plane and the flight attendants immediately confronted me with “Bon Soir, Monsieur.” It took me by surprise, but I suppose I should have expected as much, being that it was ‘Air France’ and all. When it came time to pick a dinner, I looked over the french/english menu and memorized my selection (I couldn’t begin to tell you how to say Shepard’s Pie in french anymore). I was going to use my french as much as possible, starting now!

The lady came to my aisle and said “What would you like for dinner, sir?” I simply answered her back in english, and decided to watch Avatar in french to make up for it.