As an American, when I used to visit France it was at best a
mixed experience. Since I speak Chinese, not the lingua franca (which once was
French), I was barely tolerated. But I've changed that situation.
When I lived in Europe, the last French official soccer
jersey they had for sale was the home jersey. (They won the '98 World Cup in
the Blue one.) This white jersey stands
out because everybody wanted the Bleu one.
Every day on my last visit to the City of Light I wore this,
washing it at night in the hotel. I was waited on first in small restaurants. I
also tried not to be an American, by not yelling and by being polite. (man, it
was hard)
I also said only two things loudly which were "La Belle
France, and "Vive La France."
I'm looking forward someday to once again being the Toast of
Paris.
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