photo friday: canal saint-martin
Thereโs nothing that I love to do more when in Paris than walk, especially if I am there on my own. I could walk and walk. Sometimes I enjoy visiting a museum or a monument, but mostly I prefer to just walk. The sights, the sounds, the smells. The people watching. I woke early, but
photo friday: fountainbleau
On Sunday afternoon, after my Sunday morning walk in Paris, I made my way to the train station. The machine wouldn’t take my credit card (not surprising – our stupid US cards will move to chip and pin eventually…. been saying that for 15 years now). I finally made my way onto a train —
photo friday: sunday morning in paris
I can’t get enough of Paris! If I’m there, I’m trying to spend as much time on the streets as I can. In general, I much prefer to walk the streets, the canals, the parks than to go into museums.
photo friday: louvre at night
Following my up to the Seine and then through the Bercy Park and Village and then along the Promenade Plantee, I went back to the hotel for a while to rest and process my photos. Once I was well rested, I went back out to see a little bit of Paris at night.
photo friday: la promenade plantee
As I left Bercy Village and walked back through the park, my destination was the Promenade Plantee, the original Highline. I had stumbled across it once before in my travels to France, but decided that I would try to walk most of it this time. I found the beginning with a little help from my
photo friday: bercy village and park
Once I crossed the Seine while on my Saturday morning walk in Paris, I entered the Parc de Bercy. There were only a few people out and about, and I found empty tree-lined paths to wander along. Eventually, I reached Bercy Village where many of the arcades were a gallery of “Parisianer” covers. I stopped
photo friday: saturday morning in paris
I arrived in Paris very late on a Friday night, but managed to get up fairly early on Saturday morning. I was in Paris – there was not a second to waste! As I had no real desire to visit any museums on my own, I decided to walk and enjoy just being there. I
photo friday: around sophia
While in France for work, I spent a week in Sophia. Each day my coworker and I walked over to IBM from the hotel. It was a nice walk, and we enjoyed stretching our legs. The flooding had let a path of destruction, unfortunately.
photo friday: ile saint honorat
As I planned my trip to France, I started to think about things to do while I was in the area around Nice. I’ve been to most of the touristy places in the area and wanted to do something different. I thought about traveling to Corsica, but I I didn’t have enough time. Are there
photo friday: an evening in grasse
One evening while in France, I was lucky enough to be invited out to dinner with co-workers in Grasse. I had visited there once before and gone on a tour of the Fragonard perfume factory, but this time we got a local tour of the city. Up and down and all around. What a lovely
photo friday: morning in cannes
The morning after the big rains and flooding in Cannes, I headed out to the docks to catch the ferry to Ile St Honorat. Everything seemed washed clean and gleaming in the beautiful sun streaming from the blue sky (little did I know of the destruction elsewhere).
photo friday: old town cannes
After my walk along the waterfront in Cannes, I turned up hill towards the old town. I had been up to the top once before, but remembered enjoying the walk up the narrow streets and the view. When I got back to the hotel, I saw that I had taken some of the very same
France Trip: October 2015
Daily Trip Diary Day 0: Leaving home Day 1: Going where? Day 2: In Cannes Day 3: Off to Ile-St-Honorat Day 4: At work Day 5: Dinner in Grasse Day 6: At work Day 7: Dinner in Valbonne Day 8: Off to Paris Day 9: Bercy and Promenade Plantee Day 10: Place des Vosges and
photo friday: promenade in cannes
As the time for my trip to France approached, the weather reports were getting worse and worse. Rain, rain, and rain for my weekend in Cannes, where I had planned to be outside the whole time. While it was raining when I landed much later than expected, Saturday morning was cloudy, but not rainy. I
the sound of silence
As I planned my trip to France, I started to think about things to do while I was in the area around Nice. I’ve been to most of the touristy places in the area and wanted to do something different. On the same day, I came across the Lerins Islands and a friend recommended them
normal? or disaster?
In the week preceding my trip to Cannes, I kept a close eye on the weather. The chance of rain for the weekend increased and increased, making me think that I was not going to get to do the things I had planned to do while in Cannes. I consoled myself with the fact that
somewhere that feels like “home”
As I stepped into the hotel breakfast Saturday morning, I knew I was home. Not my real home of course, but a place that was absolutely familiar to me. A place I love and I miss. France. Having traveled to France more than a dozen times now, I still very much don’t belong here. I
getting there
Bursting with the excitment of heading of not just a trip, but a solo trip for work, and anxiety, as I haven’t seen many of my co-workers for almost a decade, I had no idea of just how the adventure would turn out. Would my pre-work weekend of fun in the sun be rained out?
Greece Trip: Day 1
After just a few hours of sleep, it was time to start into a full day of travel beginning in Paris. We slowly got off the plane, navigating down the jet stairs to the tarmac and climbing on a bus. After a tour of the airport, we arrived. With no signs and no boards telling
france – mar 2008
I spent two weeks in Paris without the family. I didn’t get much time to explore, but I did get out to a few spots. Trip diary: Grey Paree Photos at the Museum Springtime in Paris Rainy Day Je suis une vรฉgรฉtarienne Going Home Other links: Picasa photo album
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