The Rude French
When preparing for my 1st sojourn to Paris in 2006, I received LOTS of suggestions from people. Two things grabbed my attention the strongest: Get a crepe with Nutella, banana, and almonds; and the French are incredibly rude! The rudeness of the French is as legendary as the Eiffel Tower is iconic. Even though everything I read said that one did not need ANY French to visit Paris, I don’t travel that way. I like to learn as much...
Our adoption story
Several people have asked me to share more about our adoption story. Since February is the month when we celebrate his Gotcha Day (the anniversary of when he moved into my home), I thought this would be an ideal time to share that story, especially since Paris figures it into how we became a family. Editor’s note: I have Tigger’s permission to share the personal parts of his own story. In 2004, I moved to Texas to do my...
Re-entering civilization in Lyon
After leaving the relaxed, inexpensive, and boring food, environment of Morocco, we arrived in Lyon, France. Immediately we had two shocks. To begin with, it was COLD. Thinking that with Lyon being a fairly good-sized airport we wouldn’t have to brave outdoor temperatures to deplane, my coat was still in my suitcase, which was in the plane’s belly. Unfortunately, this was not the case, and I had the wonderful experience...
Gravity, the French Senate, and St. Joan of Arc
Many people visit the Latin Quarter in Paris, but it seems not as many make it to the Jardin du Luxembourg nor the nearby Pantheon. Not THAT Pantheon. Paris has a different kind, and it’s pretty amazing. Luxembourg Garden is the 2nd largest public park in Paris and represents the grounds of the former estate of Marie de Medicis. She had a palace built there which now houses the French senate. The gardens are lush and readily...
Where the French Kings Sleep
There’s more to Paris than just . . . Paris. Read about this suburb with an unusual feature.
Temple of the Sun King
On my 2nd day in Paris, I decided to take the train to Versailles to see the infamous palace there. I had never seen more than a few pictures of it, but nothing I had heard or seen prepared me for my first sight. When I first left the metro station, I just walked around Old Versailles. I was amazed at the sheer number of very old buildings still in daily use and the quintessential red & white striped-awnings over small cafés....
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