Cape Cod senses working overtime

The drive to Wellfleet is as familiar to me as my oldest (circa 1997) pair of Doc Marten’s. I guess it makes sense. I’ve been making this trip for nearly half of my life. I’m not sure exactly what prompted it but, on this most recent visit to Wellfleet, I was acutely aware of my … Continue reading Cape Cod senses working overtime

Au revoir, France

I can’t believe it’s only been a month since we visited the south of France. Time takes on a different feel when your country is falling into the depths of authoritarianism, Je pense. After some time mentally escaping reflecting on the quick week we spent in Marseille and Nice, I’ve found myself repeatedly returning to … Continue reading Au revoir, France

A la mode – fashion observations from France

At this point, you know that I am very thoughtful about my wardrobe, oui? When I go to Europe I plan my outfits carefully, both for appearances and packing. If all I have is a carry on piece of luggage, I need to make good choices - especially if I’ll be traveling for 3+ weeks, … Continue reading A la mode – fashion observations from France

Parlons de la food, part deux

After 3 nights in Marseille we caught a train to Nice where we would spend the remaining 4 nights of our spring vacation. The train ride, primarily along the coast, provided great views and welcome shelter from what would end up being the rainiest day of the week. Once settled into our port view apartment, … Continue reading Parlons de la food, part deux

Parlons de la food…

Now that I’m home, I’d love to share some details about where and what we ate during our brief time in the south of France. Our meals ranged from bread, cheese and fruit to an indulgent bouillabaisse with plenty of the trois Ps (pizza, pasta and pastry) in between. Allow me to share some of … Continue reading Parlons de la food…

Marseille. What can I say?

As I sit on the train waiting to pull away from our first destination in the South of France, the time seems right to share my impressions. There were aspects of Marseille which were as expected and others which came as a complete surprise. As I had imagined, the city was “gritty” in that same … Continue reading Marseille. What can I say?