I think I've mentioned before that the French don't hug . . . and hand shaking isn't as common as it is back home either. Here, to greet a friend or an acquaintance (or, when at church, a complete stranger) one gives bisous . . . that's the kiss on both cheeks. In other parts of France, they will give as many as four, but here it's two: starting with the right, and moving to the left.
So far I've had no real blunders with the bisou . . . well, that is up until now. At church yesterday, my friend S. came up to say hi. He gently leaned in for a soft bise on the right . . . CRASH!
I knocked my head right into his. Smooth Deb., real smooth!
I will blame my lack of grace (and gross motor skills) on over exhaustion having left to take some friends to the airport at 4:45am . . . but sadly there's really no good excuse for being an absolute motor-moron!!