My first day of taking notes here in school became rather interesting when I realized that the French write their letters and numbers slightly different, just enough, to confuse the average American. It took me a few days to realize that the “G” that the teacher wrote on the board was actually a “9,” that “6” was really a “4” and that “A” was actually a “1”. Once I had it figured out, things started to make a little bit more sense.
Putting all comical cultural differences aside, I know I already love it here. It’s very similar to back home, but it’s beautiful in its own French way. I love being able to ride along in the car and seeing a castle every 10 minutes. I was fortunate enough to be able to visit two castles already in my time here. I love how the sunrise looks in the morning. While I know it’s the same sun and sky I’ve always been under, it just looks different here; everything is. In just three short weeks, France has already won a special part in my heart. I love ending every day wondering what adventure the next day will bring.
Ashley Bliss is a Cooperstown Rotary exchange student. Follow her adventures on her blog at