Paris is still a breaktaking, richly historical destination, and you should still go. But when you’re in the Louvre, don’t just look at the Mona Lisa.
Diab was extradited from Canada three years ago and describes his time in France as “a series of waiting in cells.”
The more I delved into this case, the more I realized that, in truth, anyone could be the next Hassan Diab. Under Canada’s current extradition system, it really is that easy for our government to send you to a foreign country to face charges for which the country has little to no reliable evidence.
A selection of personal immigration stories from our staff.
In an effort to reinforce our patriotism, and temporarily make our way back onto Canadian soil, a friend and I decided to purchase tickets from Paris to Arras, a city just eight kilometres east of the memorial. We arrived at Arras station at around 4 p.m. on Sunday, Nov. 8 and waited for a taxi to arrive to take us to the memorial. Alas, hours later and after many calls, no taxi came.
Let me be clear—I was raised on chicken and beef kabobs. I’ve never faulted chicken for its ability to satisfy me, but prior to coming to France I never understood the French fascination with raw meats and animals that have no business out of picture books.