Category: Living in France
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The Bus Perception
Bumping along on the bus dancing wildly in my mind to a song on my phone, holding bags full of food, calculating how much time I had to whip up dinner when a thirty-something-year-old motioned at me if I wanted…
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Ponytails, Learning to Stand, and Fun with GrandPapa
Photos and texts were sent to me by Chelsea. Meanwhile, someone is standing and dating to walk.
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Our Last Day of the French la Vie in Cassis
Dede Delise Cathy Yann in a tee shirt that Terry from the last French la Vie made for us. Debbie
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Gabriel’s First Day of School
Gabriel woke up happily, anticipating his first day at school. Giggly with excitement, he went through his morning routine without a hiccup. Checked the boxes with ease: Breakfast, Brushed teeth, Got dressed… The day before, he…
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One of My First Blog Post from 2005
Our street was narrow, unpaved, and fenced by two large stone walls. This was before the jolies maisons sprang up like mushrooms surrounding us, eating up the vineyards and olive trees. This was before our town became a bedroom community for Marseille. This…