My impression of the French can be summed up in three simple points:
- They make amazingly tasty bread
- Have a bleak outlook on life (existentialism)
and - All French women are promiscuous.
Most people would argue that this is a grossly inaccurate representation of the french. But keep in mind my first exposure to French culture was back when I was an impressionable sixteen year old attending an all boy catholic high school assigned to read the Stranger by Camus. I can’t help it if the scene where Meursault travels to the beach, meets Maria and within minutes hops in bed with her resonated so strongly.
Flash forward to present day and here I am sitting on the grass in a Montreal park when this woman strolls by and in less than five minutes invites me to take “a walk in the woods.” Looking back I guess I was a pretty perceptive sixteen year old. You have to love French women.
yo, that’s only 3 points.