I felt a shiver of trepidation as I stepped off the plane at Charles de Gaulle: my passport pages are filled with European stamps, but this was the first time I'd anticipated the thunk of the stamp with pages also covered in stamps from Australia,...
Contrary to popular belief, I'm not French. Not a splash of that cheese-loving, surrender-monkey French blood in my body, yet I'm as Francophile as they come.
In case you were wondering why this German-Italian-Irish-Polish melting pot shunned her...