Eze/Easy E

I went to a little village called Eze over the weekend. If you say all the letters in the name, it sounds like Easy E. There's a perfume factory there with a free tour. I learned some things there, like did you know that smelling perfume is a special job and only 150 people in the world do it? They aren't allowed to drink or smoke, and they go to school for ten years to train. There are only three schools in the world. They are called "noses" when they graduate. Also, aluminum is better to hold perfume in because it keeps the fragrance longer. And perfume is stronger than eau de parfum, which is stronger than eau de toilette. They gave us a little quiz where we matched the scent to the picture, and I'm pretty sure being a nose is not in my future because I thought the rose was vanilla. The tour ended with a high-pressure sales pitch for kind of pricey bottles in a sales room. I pretended to think about it as I walked around the room and smelled different things while making thinking faces, and then as soon as the sales girl wasn't looking I made a dash for it. Classy.

I made a real joke in French, but Cybelle didn't think it was funny. She was singing this little song in French about having a bad memory and she couldn't remember the words, so I was like 'you really do have a bad memory!' That's funny, right? I just got a little condescending smile.