Of the seven foreign countries I've visited (Panama, Costa Rica, Spain, Italy, France, Vatican City, and Canada), I have heritage from only one: France. It's a very small percentage, but my maternal grandmother seems to think the last name in question was French. I'm happy to go with it; France has always been to me a place of decadent food, luxury, and snobby sophistication, and thus a country that appeals to me. Here are some of my pictures of the French Riviera from Nice.
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