OK, so playing tennis was even more hilarious than I expected. My host sister (not pictured, who is 18) and I showed up at this rec center where there was a pool and one tennis court and a lot of spectators. She told the staff that I wanted to play tennis, but then I told her that I don’t actually know how to play and that I thought we’d just hit around some balls. I need to work on my sports vocabulary in French. I narrowly escaped playing a match in front of everyone when an overzealous challenger arrived at the scene and selected an opponent of his same size and physique. But I wasn’t off the hook yet. My sister refused to play at all because, she said, she doesn’t know how. So it was decided that her friend and I would practice serving back and forth. Every other time I hit the ball it went onto the court where the competitive man couldn’t decide what language to shout in. Oh, foreigners. I just tried to make a series of apologetic faces whenever I interrupted their play. Despite being the most embarrassing thing I have done in this country, it was actually pretty fun. I just kept reassuring both girls that I’m really much better at basketball and baseball, although I hope they don’t make me prove it. Afterward we made a deal that next time we will swim in the pool instead or else my host sister has to play tennis with me.