My main desire for traveling to France derives from the imagined pleasure that I may receive from the following:
1. The delightful bread sandwich known as a "Croissandwich"
2. Something I heard about the women's arm pit hair
3. Singing, "I'm in France and I wear no pants"
4. Beret shopping
5. Ordering "onion soup" and receiving by default "French onion soup'
I also desire to visit the mighty and magnificent "Shake Well" factory and purchase some of their mustard.
I know, everyone goes for the fries, but for me, it's mainly berets and song.