About 3 weeks ago I opened my mailbox to find one of the best birthday gifts I have ever received. When I saw the return address, I got a bit nervous because the envelope was so thin and I assumed it was probably bad news.
Then I opened the letter and read:
That's right folks, as of last month, I am officially a froggette (froggette-yank, or Framerican according to the Brit, to be more accurate).
Of course, this being France, I still have to wait up to 6 months to receive the official documents I need to get a French passport and ID card. But now I can whinge about French bureaucracy as a foreigner and a citizen....
