Success, after a fashion

I successfully applied for a bank account today.

That doesn't mean I have one! Noooooo. It means that the nice man I talked to is going to contact my bank person in the states, and in a week I will be able to have a bank account.

I do a lot of thinking about forces and their results, causes and effects, and it is typically man-made forces that have results far off in the future. This is a perfect example.

Anyway, it means, among other things, that I still can't get a phone, alas.

Welcome to France.

Serious props to N for going with me and proving that I live with her, and translating the nice man's French. I took her out to lunch.

I also went to the Monoprix to get groceries so I don't keep eating N's yogurt. Would you believe that there is a yogurt aisle, not to be confused with the cheese and butter aisle? And in another aisle, a good twenty feet of chocolate bars of various kinds.

Then another two-hour nap. I'd just love to be a little less utterly shattered by the jet-lag, but that will come.