I met Sarah in the Philadelphia airport waiting lounge before a flight back to Paris in May of 2007. We instantly struck up a conversation after she complimented my footwear. We happened to be seated just one row apart on the plane and managed to switch seats to sit next to each other. That flight led to what can only be called a close friendship. She was one of the witnesses at my wedding and introduced me to the other witness, Emma. Sarah studied abroad in college and then interned/worked in Paris for almost two years before returning to New York. But her experiences in France haven’t left her mind. The New York Press recently published one of her articles, “Flavor Of The Week: My Homo in Paris“, a brilliant and hilarious tale of sexual exploits with a French lover, if he can even be called that. Her guest post is called “French for Family Planning”. Enjoy!
Still giggling, I checked my purse for my passport, nervous it had fallen into the bidet that Katie and I were curiously leaning over moments before. Then Katie’s sweet voice rang out with confidence. “We will be speaking fluent French in six months!” she…
