Spending time with my French family made me see Europe differently | Madi Maxwell-Libby

I take carefree joy in the Mediterranean, but it’s deadly for thousands heading to European shores

When I was younger, I’d spend summers on the Côte d’Azur. Family scattered across continents regroup, coming back to take stock, chew fat, tentatively touch base. “Holy smokes,” says my uncle, dropping his holdall to the floor and glancing round the kitchen. “Long time.”

We drink rosé from 11am, and in the supermarket my Yankee cousins can’t believe there is an entire aisle dedicated to yoghurt. Whenever I can, I sneak off and buy Gauloises from the tabac, because smoking in French is cool.

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