As you may have gathered in previous instalments, I lived in France, Belgium, Greece, New Zealand, before being called by Germany. All of that at different times indeed. These were not tourist visits. These were long term stays where I grew roots and fully developed social activities. I always considering myself privileged and thankful to be able to roam the Earth, when I was accepted or not. As it happens the only place I came back to, and left because I felt not accepted, was my birth country: France. What I write today has little to do with the latest...