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I’ll have a Martini, s’il vous plaît.

February 2012

Five varieties of Martini & Rossi vermouth: Extra-Dry, Bianco, d'Oro, Rosato, and Rosso © Politikaner

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What is it with the French and Peanut Butter?

January 2012

@ 2012 Samuel Michael Bell

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Scooters—they’re so cute …

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Small Victories

In Expatriate Life, Immigration Woes on 20 May 2012 at 4:14 pm

A few days ago, I wrote about how, for me, springtime in Paris will forever be associated with renewing my residency permit. Because my permit expires each year on August 15, I have to start the process of renewing it on May 16 (the requisite three months ahead of time). Last year’s renewal—my first—was fraught with anxiety, frustration, even despair, as I witnessed for the first time just how screwed up the immigration system is here … at least in Seine-Saint-Denis, the département where I live. This time around, though, I knew what to expect, so I approached this May 16 with a certain nonchalance … a certain nonchalance that dissipated rapidly as the day wore on …

Knowing how crucial it was to arrive early at the préfecture, I showed up at 6:30 a.m. to secure a spot in line. You see, this is way it works: When they open the doors at 9:00 a.m., they hand out tickets to people who have business at the préfecture that day but, of course, there’s a limit on the number of people they can see in a day. If you show up late, you may not get a ticket and, by “late,” I mean 7:30 a.m. Having a good spot in line is so crucial that some people sleep on the sidewalk the night before, as if they’re waiting to buy tickets for a concert. There are also the “spot brokers,” who make their living selling places in line to latecomers.

“I’ll take what’s behind door #1.” See the sign for “Porte 1″ up ahead? It’s a bit misleading; the door is actually about 15 or 20 yards farther ahead. © 2012 Samuel Michael Bell, all rights reserved

When I arrived in line, I quickly assessed my position and was a bit disappointed. By arriving early, I  had hoped to be further ahead, but I calculated that there were probably a few hundred folks in front of me. “Well, it has to better than last year,” I thought to myself. You see, last May when we showed up at the préfecture, we ended up waiting six and a half hours to see an agent. At the end of that interminable wait, I got just five minutes at the agent’s window to show my residency permit, pick up forms to fill out, and schedule an appointment to come back again in July to drop it all off. It was an excruciating experience. Six and a half hours is a long time to wait for anything. It’s that much worse, though, when you realize that you endured it so you could do something in person that you should have been able to do online. I mean, this is France, after all.

France’s Lost Colony: One of ‘Em, Anyway

In All About France, The History on 17 May 2012 at 10:53 pm

Today marks the 450th anniversary of the day that Captain Jean Ribault sailed into the body of water that would later be known as Port Royal Sound in what is now South Carolina. The colony that he founded there became the first French settlement and—with the exception of a very short-lived Spanish outpost possibly near present-day Georgetown, South Carolina—the first European settlement in what is now the United States.

The middle of the 1500s was marked by competition among the Spanish, the Portuguese, and the French to colonize the Americas. The English, the Dutch, and even the Swedish eventually arrived on the scene, but their efforts came at least a generation later. The Spanish dominated the Caribbean, Mexico, Central America, and western South America. The Portuguese dominated eastern South America—that’s to say, Brazil. That left northern North America for the French. In the early to mid-1500s, though, a lot of it was still very much up for grabs. In fact, the French were showing up all over the place, building forts and giving places French names. For instance, there was:

  • Cap Rouge, on the St. Lawrence River. Cap Rouge was founded by explorer Jacques Cartier in 1541, but the outpost was abandoned after only one year. (The maple syrup was good, but that winter wasn’t anything to write home about, I guess.) Nevertheless, Cap Rouge went down in history as the first French settlement in the Americas. Incidentally, the city of Québec, capital of the province of Québec, was founded in 1608 on the site of the old settlement.
  • France Antarctique, near present-day Rio de Janeiro. This interestingly named colony was France’s first South American one. “Brazil?” you might ask. Yes, the French even colonized Brazil. But, really, who could blame them after having endured that chilly Canadian episode? France Antarctique was founded in 1555 as a refuge for French Protestants fleeing from the wars of religion back in France. Fort Coligny, named for the French admiral who supported the expedition (and was, himself, a Huguenot), was built on the island of Serigipe in Guanabara Bay. The village of Henriville, named for King Henri II of France, was located just onshore. Of course, the settlement was in violation of the Papal Bull of 1493, which had given the area to the Portuguese, and they eventually succeeded in destroying the French settlement in 1567.

Given that history, it should come as no surprise that the French also tried to colonize Spanish Florida, which at that time comprised all of present-day Florida and the coastal regions of present-day Georgia and the Carolinas. While the Spanish had claimed Florida as their own in 1513, they didn’t succeed in building a permanent settlement there until 1565, when they founded Saint Augustine. The French looked at that track record, of course, and thought, “Well, why not? Spanish Florida is big, and the Spanish aren’t doing anything with it!”

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