The French superiority complex hit the second I landed in Paris.
As I was heading for the airport exit on 11 April, I spied a bottle refill with a sign announcing ‘In Paris, we live off love and fresh water.’
I couldn’t help but grin at a hint of misguided exceptionalism.
Sometimes French people act like they invented drinking water.
Smugness aside, it felt good to be back in the ‘City of Love.’
After two years since my last visit to the country, I missed the language and . . .
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