Category: Living in France
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On the Train to Paris
Memories of our plane ride to California came rolling in as we took the three hour plus TGV from Marseille to Paris.We went back with Chelsea and the little ones as Yann had a meeting in Paris and we could…
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Somebody Wasn’t Feeling Well
Somebody was sick and threw up here, there and everywhere. The Christmas miracle: nobody else caught it. (not covid) Four adults were dealing with the fallout. As Martin remarked, « You have a lot of rugs. » Who was…
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Christmas Eve Sharing Joy and Love from and with my Blog Readers
NOTE: I had a few hiccups with this post. So if you are reading this on an email, or subscription, you might want to click over to my blog to see the real deal instead of a mashed up version…
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The Christmas Tree
When I arrived in France many moons ago, Christmas trees were not part of Christmas scene as they are so now. The Christmas consumer market had not yet taken off. The French florists had beautiful floral arrangements, but few Christmas…
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Mr. Gustave Eiffel
I took a photo of the Eiffel Tower and gave it an old-time feel. When I walk by it, I imagine it like this, back in its heyday (still in its heyday) with a gigantic Ferris wheel beside it. When…
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Wading Through Water
Bundled up my sister in law Armelle (Yann’s sister) and I walked a few miles along the Normandy coastline. We hadn’t planned it, we weren’t wearing hiking clothes nor the appropriate shoes as we were visiting a brocante then we…