France is one of my favorite places to visit. Whether it's the City of Light or the French countryside, I always look forward to getting my joie de vivre on at least once or twice a year. I'm almost sure I could live there long term. My husband's French family has encouraged us to live in the country. Me, I'd be happy with a pied-à-terre in Paris although there is no doubt that the countryside is quite appealing. Needless to say, I'm a francophile, something I've been for much longer than I've been married. But enough about me and my wannabe Frenchiness. This morning's headlines states that France's Senate has backed the National Assembly and has banned women from wearing the burqa in public. This beautiful country, the one that I want a pied-à-terre in, the one with the real champagne, the one with a 5-10% Muslim population, has taken away the rights of Muslim women who - for religious reasons - cover their bodies from head to toe and I still can't figure out how I feel about it.
It has been just over a year since France's President Nicolas Sarkozy controversially told lawmakers that the burqa, a traditional Muslim garment, was "not welcome" in France. [Source: CNN.com] I remember reading this and going from being instantly annoyed to not being sure how I felt. So now that a year has gone by and the votes are all in, I'm back to being annoyed and relatively confused.