French Studies In Toronto

    So it has been over a month since I have posted anything on this blog. I was on a break and came to another epiphany: 1 month in Greece: Fluent Greek 1 year in France: Fluent French The Greek is ingrained in me and the French is floating in a bubble outside of my mind. 

In the last French novel I read there was a chapter titled W.C. W.C. W.C. what the heck is W.C.? I initially thought it was someone's name. But of course W.C. is a restroom.

    I will be extracting unknown words from this book going forward.