San Sebastian, Pinxtos and Mom

San Sebastian, Pinxtos and Mom

The young French school children than scream incessantly during their recess outside my window seem to have been called back to class….so I have a few minutes in which to think and capture here a piece of my latest excursion to the great country immediately south of me, ESPANA! My Mom has always wanted to go to…

The Romanitic Road and NOT Finding Romance

How to start this post? I guess I will just start it with a snapshot of today’s biggest event.  I broke up with my French lover. And I did it by telling him he was a bad lover. *Sigh* Probably not one of my finest moments, but I was being honest. However, my honesty in that moment was more…

At last, I Visit Germany!

Ah, Germany!  My first time ever here!  I am exhausted after an incredible and unforgettable first 4 nights of my trip with my dear friend, Kisara, and her wonderful husband, Das, who live in Dusseldorf. …but I think this Federweisser (a young German wine that tastes like fizzy lemonade) in front of me should perk…

Topless at the Immigration Office

It is official! I am official! Yep, as of 10am yesterday the French Government declared me healthy and said I am allowed to stay here to continue eating baguettes, wandering the Rues of Paris and spending Euro…they emphasized the spending Euro part J. The visa process here in France has been two fold.  First I…

Experimental Post – One Hour at Fouquet’s

Experimental Post – One Hour at Fouquet’s

I have decided to do something a little different today… as an experiment. I thought instead of sharing a week’s worth of experiences in one sitting, I would instead chose a café in Paris, have a drink, observe and record all that I see in one hour. The joy of life in Paris is really…

My Italian Beach Holiday and Dottor Fish!

My Italian Beach Holiday and Dottor Fish!

I put on fuzzy socks to write this post. Yep, it is August 6…some would even say summertime….but apparently summer skipped Paris this year.  In fact, it is raining yet again outside…I hear the light drops of the rain on my bedroom window…maddening. Paris has this crazy August tradition called “Paris-Plages“…where a beach, complete with sand…

My Birthday in Champagne!

In July and August, Parisianers pack their suitcases and head out of the city for the all important vacance.  The metros and rues are now full of Frenchies dragging wheeled suitcases in full anticipation of their beach time in Spain, Corisica or Morocco (and this year more than others people are extra excited to exit Paris since we have…

Bienvenue a 7eme Arrondissement!

In The Toronto Star Weekly on February 4th, 1922, Ernest Hemingway wrote an article about living in Paris on $1,000 a year. In it he celebrates the robust exchange rate of the Canandian and US dollar compared to the franc…12.5 francs = 1 dollar.  His hotel cost 12 francs a day, his breakfast cost 2 francs…