Footloose in France
Adventures of the Barefoot blogger
Welcome! I’m Deborah, an American expat who has called the charming town of Uzès, France, home for nearly a decade. Through this website, I invite you to join me on an exciting journey as I share my experiences and insights from this beautiful corner of the world.
Time Flies. Make Memories!
“Time flies” might sound a bit trite, but it seems to be truer than ever. That’s why I want to encourage my gal friends and followers to sign up for the “Memories You Promised Yourself” tour of the south of France with best selling author,
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Lavender Fields Close To Uzès
Searching for lavender fields close to Uzès isn’t just for tourists. Locals take great pleasure in finding them too — off the beaten track — in a charming town...
Roussillon: For Art and Authors
It is obvious that artists have forever loved Roussillon; but just recently, I discovered how many authors passed this way ... and stayed for a while.
How to Get To France Via Barcelona by Train
If you’re thinking of heading to Uzès this summer or anywhere else in the south of France, check out flights to and from Barcelona. Then grab a train. When...
3 Days in the Loire Valley: Wine Caves and Parties
Wine caves to visit in the Loire Valley
Sete, France: How Sweet It Is
Sète may be a small town on the French Mediterranean coast, but it hits above its weight in the gastronomic arena. Home of the most sought-after oysters in France,...
It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood!
It's market day!
The Bullfight: A Dance with Death
This summer I was invited to a bullfight in Nimes. Visions of bulls, matadors and swinging red capes have been
The Bulls are Here!
It’s Fete Votive again in Uzes! While the Barefoot Blogger is out and about, taking in the activities of Fete
Thanksgiving in France? Celebrate Anyway!
I’m learning a lesson from my new friends this Thanksgiving in France. If it’s not your holiday, celebrate anyway! Wouldn’t
Don’t Ski? Take A Colorado Ski Trip Anyway
This time last year I was packing my bag for a ski trip in Colorado. Problem is, I don’t ski.