A Daily Thing

There have been many things to adapt to for me since moving from France to Australia, and this is the beginning of an attempt to explain.

Since moving to Melbourne I have noticed some interesting things about me.  Namely, that I am more French than I ever realised.

Which sounds silly since I very much knew I was French before moving here.  But what I didn’t realise was how much it was at the very core of my person, this Frenchness.  I have just made up a word (according to spellcheck at least) but it is the best way I can describe it.  It’s not patriotism (or not completely), it’s not arrogance (again, not completely), it’s something else and it makes me well, me.  A 30 year old French girl with a name I have to spell a lot.

Some books may have been written on the subject (some of them making me very angry indeed, but that’s a story for another time), but ‘How to tell if you’re French‘ has to be the most accurate and funny account of ‘Frenchness’ I have read in a while. Read it and tell me if you are more French than you thought.