One other quick observation from my European adventure.
It's easy to sit here in America and thinking that majoring in a language will give you a useful advantage over other applicants in the job market. This gets quickly dispelled though when you meet a trilingual man in Paris whose job is fruit merchant.
It seemed as though every person I met was at least bilingual. Even bus boy spoke perfect English. All of the people at the front desk of the small hotel I stayed at spoke at least 4 languages.
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