First time in France many moons ago a bunch of us hop off the tour bus and start walking around this little village when a guy in his 60's stops and ask if we're Aussies - not Australians mind you! We answer "Yes" that four of us are and the next thing we know it's party time in France! Turns out the diggers liberated the countryside around this place in WW1 and the locals never forgot our boys. There were at least a dozen Aussie flags in windows and on walls of houses just on the main street that I hadn't noticed until then. I was told the kids are told stories about the heroic Aussies in school and every year they raise an Australian and French flag on Bastille and Armistice Days! You can keep the majority of the frogs from the big cities and don't get me started about the bloody Queeebeccccers but the French country people are salt of the earth!