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Yeah…everytime I think of the French…one of my favorite French movies always becomes the “soundtrack” to my thoughts…
Ahhh…L’amour. Ahhh…Les Parapluies de Cherbourg.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhQ2Mb_Xa7Y&feature=related
The Umbrellas of Cherbourg are all well and good, but the last time I went to France in was in the company of a Canadienne and the discussion of her accent by several of the French that we encountered nearly ended up in court. I can guarantee that most of the French involved does not appear in standard dictionaries and certainly is not part of any school’s standard vocabulary.
You have to know the hot button issues for any culture and learn to deal with them. The language issue between Quebec and the “old country” one of them.
As long as I didn’t have to go near Paris, I had a good time in France. Not as nice as the Netherlands, but a good time.
I would love to go to France…but I would keep away from spending too much time in the big city. I’m kinda liking medium sized towns. More comfortable.
I’m thinking more, well, biking through their wine country. THAT would be delicious.
Love Quebec…but is there anyone or any country that those lovely folks in Quebec won’t start an argument with? I think they’ve been eating too much poutine.
The Tour started in Champagne country, but there are different types of grapes, and thus, wines all over, It isn’t as delineated and confined as wine regions in the US.
She didn’t start it, but she wasn’t one to ignore an insult of any kind. A lot of the Quebec-France problem boils down to the fact that many Quebecois believe that France tucked tail and ran in the 18th century. Accurate or not, many believe it. They are also touchy about being surrounded by “the English”. You learn to avoid the buttons and they are lovely people.