I’ve only been the once (with my English to French dictionary in hand) and everybody treated me so well. Escorting me to the correct train platforms, actually lifting me and my bags on to trains, helping me with my pronunciations, great restaurants, and so full of laughter and good humor...and in all the big towns everyone spoke English, so amazing. Once, when getting my picture taken with a French policemen (with the Eiffel Tower in the background) he pinched my bum. Everyone comments on that gorgeous snapshot and how big my smile is in that picture! France...living up to all expectations.