200.

Today I worked for 15 hours so I didn't have time to think of the 200th blip. Work at the Rocher was long with not much to do for most of the day, except from unpacking a delivery of incredibly tacky souvenirs. It always makes me laugh that people actually buy this stuff!

Draguer is the French verb for to hit on but I feel like no English word conveys it as well as the French. Being dragged into conversation when you really don't want to be. I have made, accidently, a friend who came to my work to find me on Tuesday (luckily it was my day off!) and again today leaving me feeling very, very awkward. Not sure how I'm going to get out of this one, except with a little bit of French bluntness.

After work at the Rocher, I had 10 minutes to grab some dinner, so I chose a milk chocolate and hazelnut mousse which was amazing. A relatively quiet evening in the creperie. I can't help worrying about the fact that my boss goes round telling everyone I'm English after I've spoken to them, as though it's something that needs to be excused. My French is never going to be good enough, but I'm not giving up just yet.