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I was in France for three weeks, twenty years ago, in a high school exchange program. I was at Rouen, Caen and Mont St. Michel before spending the rest of the time in Paris. I saw the Normandy beaches, the remmant of the church where Joan of Arc was condemned, an amazing medieval church that was all wood (and still in use), an open air market so fresh the fish was literally still moving, and the Bayeux tapestry. And that was before we got to Paris.

What I never saw, even in Paris, was a bad attitude from French people.