The French and their buttons 03/06/2010
If you come for a visit to our apartment, make sure you exercise your index finger. You will be pushing lots of buttons. First, you will need to push the buttons on the outside keypad. Once you enter, look to the side of the long corridor for another button to light the way. Walk to a small dark vestibule and push yet another button for overhead lighting so you can find our name on the apartment resident list. Push the button next to "Johnson" (this will ring the apartment upstairs). I will push a button from my phone and the entry door will unlock. Walk into the entry and look to the left and push another button to light small entryway. Push the elevator button and wait for its decent. Walk inside and push number five to get to our floor. (If you prefer to walk all five flights, make sure you push the buttons on each level to provide overhead lighting for you so you don't trip.) Once you make it to our floor, push the button for the doorbell. It is not just our apartment that requires lots of "button pushing". If you enter a bank, you will need to enter through large doors that will close behind you. You will see the tellers and the beautiful bank through glass doors; the tellers and customers will stare at you while you stand in the small vestibule wondering how to enter. Look for a button to push, it will unlock the glass doors for you and you will be able to enter. Let me also warn you that many of the metros require you to push a button to open the doors to get on and off the trains. I remember the first time I tried getting on the metro, I stood in front of the train doors, everyone looking at me from inside the train, I waited and waited for the doors to automatically open like they do in the United States. The next thing I new, the train whizzed away. I made sure to watch the other passengers and realized that once again, I would need to push a button to enter and exit the trains. One more thing, many small stores require "button pushing" to exit; not boutiques but more of the service centers. Some cell phone stores, the store where we purchased our metro cards, etc. The moral of the story is "if you are stuck inside or outside of a store or train in Paris, look for a button!" CommentsDan Sat, 06 Mar 2010 00:33:15 Yep...what Gina says is true! To what were all these buttons connected? It was a mystery! One day, I couldn't stand it any longer and I pushed every darn button I could find to see what would happen! As I climbed the stairs, the way well lit and our elevator descending to floor that called, I saw all the residents of our apartment building opening their apartment doors with inquisitive expressions. I feigned no knowledge of the circumstances and continued on my way. Mystery solved! kerrilynn Sat, 06 Mar 2010 01:36:31 Gina I keep laughing at just seeing your face as the train pulled away and you didi'nt know there was a button to push. they all thought she's american.I could only think what a puzzled face they saw.and Dan now we know where the kids get there inquisitivenes. you guys crack me up.sent pkg friday to the kids.love you Sat, 06 Mar 2010 02:30:59 I hope your kids don't have fights about who's turn it is to press the buttons. There must be enough for them both to press a few. Elizabeth Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:15:29 Is it true that when you press the button for lights they stay on for a certain amount of time and then go off on their own? That is a good way to conserve energy. But then you would have to be sure you got to where you were going before everything went dark! Dad Sat, 06 Mar 2010 11:40:00 Gina, are your clothes the same as american,or do they have push buttons? Just thinking. Sun, 07 Mar 2010 09:06:04 You're in the ideal place to learn French, as you will hear it actually used day to day. I think you will find that you pick it up very quickly. Your teacher will probably start with common words and phrases. I envy you...to live in such a wonderful City! Shelly Mon, 08 Mar 2010 19:27:25 The picture in my mind of you standing in front of the train as it whizzed off made me have a good laugh. A good laugh to finish off a trying day - thank you Gina. Leave a Reply |







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