I couldn’t miss an opportunity to share the foodie details, so it might help you plan your next trip to Paris… Cafe de Flore:A tad bit overrated? Sure. But worth it at least once? Definitely, at least if you are someone like me who likes to imagine what it was back in its prime for … Continue reading
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, “The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.” He was referring to World War I, specifically, but the human condition generally. Travelling to Paris within a few weeks after watching Woody Allen’s latest movie Midnight in Paris, its hard not to feel the breath of some … Continue reading
Days 2-4: The rest of the 2011 Tour. Well…Almost. The last couple days have fallen through my tight grasp. They are spun into my history now and somewhat unbelievable to recall. So I finally did arrive to Bardonecchia, Italy on Thursday night after a very weary TGV ride and a thrifty 100 … Continue reading
Day 1 (and 2): The Happy Traveler I always pride myself on the fact that I am a good little traveler. Flying halfway across the world has never bothered me. I sleep like a log, eat the pale colored mediocre food they shovel up ‘en masse’, bring oodles of things to make a … Continue reading
If last year served as the Tour de France of wine regions for dummies (‘Oh yeah! I’ve heard of Champagne and Bordeaux!’), then this year may be a bit more exciting for the connoisseur (and the pocketbook) as the legendary cycling race speeds past the lesser talked of regions in France. It is a race … Continue reading
It was a day to remember forever. Before I even met my boyfriend, I learned about the famous Paris-Roubaix race–a spring classic that always set the tone for the season to come, heavily lined as it is with patches of knobby cobblestone, an unforgiving challenge regardless of wet, sloppy rain or, like it was Sunday, … Continue reading
Knowing this would be a very brief trip, I tried to accept that wine region-ing wouldn’t be an option. This trip was about Paris-Roubaix and seeing my guy after seven weeks on the road. But my desire got the best of me. Champagne was only two hours away… and I had never seen it! How … Continue reading
To be in France without a grasp of their language is bad. To be in France and keep forgetting how to even say ‘I don’t speak French’ is ten times worse. Waving my hands like a mimer and saying ‘no Francais’ just makes me look like a loser American who can’t even take the time … Continue reading
I knew it would be Paris that would turn my shiny new virgin girl of a Passport into a woman. Thousands of feet flung into the sky and staring out into utter endless blue, I am indulging in that fluttery excitement that lives at the base of my belly, anticipating another world on the other … Continue reading
Following the last week of the 97th Tour de France, I was thrilled to set my eyes (and lips) upon one of the most famous wine regions in the world: Bordeaux. Not only that, but my manfriend and I had the rare pleasure to tour and dine with Jean-Charles Cazes—son of the owner of the … Continue reading
