The Grand Tour Of Arcachon Bay
On this day, Magali working a long shift at the bakery, Sebastien took me around the Bay of Arcachon. Biganos, the town where Magali’s mom lived, was at the …
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Wine Tasting In St. Emilion
In the morning, we ate bread and chocolate pastries for breakfast, before heading off to St. Emilion, the ” wine city”? northeast of Bordeaux which Magali first told me about …
An Introduction To Life In Bordeaux
It felt good to be back in France, a little warmer, and ever so slightly less expensive than Switzerland. I picked up my bag and was happy to see Magali …
The Bern Identity
Laura’s Dad stopped by her apartment as planned, and after talking for a bit, he offered to walk me to the Gare de Lyon where I would catch my high …
New Year’s Eve At A French House Party
On the last day of 2008, I slept late before heading off for a quick visit to the Paris’ modern art museum, the Pompidou. In 1998, it had been closed …
A Busy Day In Paris
My first and second visits to Paris were during the summer of 1998. I saw a lot back then, and was excited to revisit familiar places and new sights …
Welcome To Paris
Gela greeted me bright and early in the morning. Breakfast was white bread topped with chocolate sprinkles, an unheard of combination in the USA, yet apparently the second most popular …
Happy New Year’s
Happy 2009! Thanks to everyone who voted in my poll about where I should go in South America as it’ll be my last opportunity to spend a few weeks in …
Thoughts Over the Atlantic
Monday, August 31, 1998 Bill and I got up and out at 7 AM, got to the T9 terminal at 8 AM. We found out our tickets were worthless by …
Missing My Flight Home
Sunday, August 30, 1998 I woke up ready to go. Unfortunately, I drank some coffee and hot chocolate. Instantly, I felt bowel problems. And since I haven’t learned to go …
My Last Night in Europe
Saturday, August 29, 1998 Leaving Canterbury for Dover, England I woke up this morning after some really cool dreams. One involved me and several beautiful women; another was about how …
The Louvre, Chartres, and a Royal With Cheese
Sunday, August 9, 1998 I woke up this morning with a need to get myself out of Paris. Unfortunately, my best option was the budget travel offices which were conveniently …
Why Ignorance Can Be Bliss On The Road
Since reading The Lost Girls’ post on their trials and tribulations in northern Vietnam (especially the part about the cab ride from hell), I started to reflect on my own …
