Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. We’re vacationing in Bordeaux, not the Pays Basque. How could I not have noticed that when I booked the vacation? I’m such a ditz. Never mind. We’re having fun. And there will be more on that later on – not me being a ditz, which is a recurrent theme, but more on Bordeaux. In… Read More
I decided to drive into Paris today. And for my debut, I decided to drive to Montparnasse where I was meeting my friend for lunch. Montparnasse is not the land of free and easy parking, but I was feeling bold. Plus I wanted to wear these shoes and not have to walk to the train, then transfer a couple of… Read More
I’ve just a few more postcards for you from our trip to Bretagne. They’re about as orderly as this. Random clouds of sand kicked up with no order. There was our usual trip to Dinard, just us. For ice-cream and photos. Ice-cream before the photos = not very wise. And the usual getaway. The pursuit and the hostage negotiations. Another… Read More
Greetings from Bretagne where you wear sweaters on the beach. No worries, though – there are plenty of things to do. You can, for instance, jump off the wall. You can also cry because you’re not allowed to jump off the wall. You can pretend you’re a monkey. You can decide that you’re going to risk getting a little wet… Read More
The word « si » can mean two things in French. It can mean « yes » if you’re insisting after a negative. It can, for instance, be used in the following circumstance: You didn’t really want that last chocolate almond croissant did you? « Mais, si! » It can also be used to mean “if.” Petit Prince has really been into the if clause lately…. Read More
There’s a little love triangle happenin’ at the Elysées, and by Elysées I mean Champs Elysées, and by Champs Elysées I mean the President’s Palace. Now, I’m the last person to report on anything of a political nature, but some of you might have heard some rumblings about a guy by the name of François Hollande, who ousted some guy… Read More
