Things I will NOT miss about France

More random thoughts:

- Dog poop. Everywhere.

- The coffee. It's too bitter and the cafe au lait is too watery.

- The way people drive. Absolutely insane. (although Italy is the worst...)

- Clothes shopping. The clothes are cut are for petite Gallic figures, not broad-shouldered Teutonic ones.

- Getting yelled at to "Just speak English!" when I'm trying really hard to speak French.

- The utter refusal of some people to cut you some slack when you are having difficulty speaking French.

- The unbelievable expense of going to a bar for a drink. At least down in the south here.

- Drunk yachties falling all over the place at said bars. (a particular phenomenon in this region)

- Those who still don't understand the concept of "deodorant" or "washing". Not as frequent as you'd think (considering the rep France has for this), but pretty bad when it does happen.

- Being looked up and down and sneered at by French women. Not all of them, mind, but enough where it gets annoying. I get it, I'm not a fashion plate, OK?

- Squat toilets.

- The way that people cannot seem to form a queue. It's a mad crush instead. Especially to get on a bus or train. You really have to stand your ground or you will be trampled.

- Not understanding enough of the language sometimes to know what the f*** is going on.

- The much-reduced sense of personal space. I'm getting more used to it, but it can be annoying when someone is RIGHT behind you.

- Most French pop music.

- The mountain of paperwork which is required to maintain your life here. Everything official has to be done by letter. And you have to keep copies of anything that you need to give someone else.