I love running into old teachers. Yesterday I ran into my first French teacher, who is here from France to get her Masters. We stopped and said hello, chatting a bit in French.
Things were going along really smoothly, and I was feeling pretty good about how well my French had stayed with me (considering I’m not taking a language class this semester), until I said, “Je vais aller en Cannes pour un espace.”
She looked really confused and didn’t say anything. After a long pause, I realized that instead of telling her I was going to Cannes for an internship, I was going to Cannes to go into space. We switched to speaking English after that.