My first trip to France was like a dream come true. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would have the opportunity to travel there.
I particularly love the little hiltop villages dotting the countryside. It is here that I truly feel at home wandering the cobbled streets, visiting the open air markets and packing up an impromptu picnic lunch. My four years of French in high school have given me an appreciation for the language but I can only speak a few phrases and words to make my wishes known, but it is fun to try, and I do believe my attempts at fractured French are appreciated by the locals.
We were there on 9/11/2001 and the French people were very kind to us.
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