South of France to Rome, Italy: Why So Hard?

When I leave today for Rome from sunny Montpellier, I will walk to the end of my street and board an express train to Nice. I have an hour and a half layover in Nice - just enough time to stroll down to the sea while munching on a delicious sandwich from Paul - [...]

Mistral Sunday: Pictures

I had to do some thinking before I quoted an Italian translation job today, so I grabbed the camera and took some pictures around the house. The sky color has not been adjusted, by the way. Anyway, here’s a look at what I see every day:

I love the way the light hits [...]

Montpellier, France: Pictures From An Afternoon Stroll

I had an early deadline, so today I went out a little later. But I was out for two hours!

GENTLEMEN, BEHOLD:

Montpellier, France: Pictures From A Morning Stroll

I’m trying a new schedule, so for the next few days I’ll be posting pictures from my morning walk. Enjoy!

Next Stop, FUN: The French Summer Party Train!

As Miss Expatria’s gentle readers well know, I don’t love France. But just when I start to think there’s nothing fun about this existentially-shrugging, chain-smoking, c’est-pas-possible country, they turn around and surprise me!
My discovery of Beaujolais Day was one of those times. Held on the third Thursday in November - making it [...]

Sunday In The Garden With Expats

**This is an entry from way back, summer of 2006, I believe. I’m on a deadline with a client, so you’re getting archive treats!
Brunch at Auntie Lu’s English Restaurant - most of their tables were outside, accommodating a group of 12 women celebrating their friend’s impending trip around the world by taking her out [...]

Thanksgiving Dinner in France

This evening, Cal and I went to Brasserie du Theatre (with 900 accents on that last word, but I can’t be arsed) for a non-Thanksgiving dinner.
(That last link is just because I like the phrase, “Cooking without pants.” ;) Cal started off with a gin and tonic, which in France means they give you a lowball [...]

Giving Thanks Where Thanks Is Due

Cal and I are lazy and the only two Americans we know here, so we’re going to go out for a swank dinner in a couple of hours and eat copious amounts of exquisitely prepared French food.
On this day, a day of giving thanks, I am going to give myself some time to really appreciate [...]