I was born and raised in Zimbabwe to Zimbabwean parents. I had little to no idea what to expect when, in 2002, in the midst of a political and economic crisis, my family made the difficult decision to leave our home and move to France. My adopted country was full of surprises.
1. The French are hairy.
This one is a little outdated. While my groovy French aunt didn’t shave and went topless on the beach, the younger generations have completely rejected the freewheeling heritage of the soixante-huitards.
In truth, business is booming for waxing salons in France. There’s even a pubic hairstyle called the Metro Ticket, in honour of the famous Parisian tickets — minuscule little white rectangles that you can find clogging up the city’s drains.