Living with the French - on exchange in Nice by Timo Virtanen

Big in France

Thursday, April 14th, 2011 at 19:45 | categories: General mumbling

More than once an older lady has stopped me on the streets or in a supermarket to ask me how tall I am or what on earth I’ve eaten after I’ve walked past them. Usually when they realize I’m twice as tall as they are, they freak out slightly. It’s a little bit funny. I hope no one freaks out too much and gets a heart attack, though.