Sete, France on a weekend in the summer is more than a bar scene. It’s a multi-cultural extravaganza.
I got up close and personal with the Bad Girls of London while they literally “took over” two bistros in Sete.
There must be something in the air in the little village of San Quentin la Poterie that stokes a fire in the creative minds of artists. They are everywhere.
Every Thursday night during July and August the city of Nimes throws a party.
WHERE ELSE WOULD I HAVE LEARNED ABOUT PIPINETTES?
Saying “goodbye” to Mustang Sally hasn’t been easy. Looking back at some of the posts of our adventures together makes me happy and sad.
UZES IS A VILLAGE THAT REMINDS ME OF A PLACE VAN GOGH, MATISSE AND MONET WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HANG OUT
Everything that happens to me in France sounds like an adventure
It’s bad enough to have a crown fall out of your mouth when you’re new to the country. Finding out your dentist speaks no English is worse.
Summer’s Best Fête Another Uzès Fête Votive has come to a successful end. Although the weather could have been better for some of the events, the spirit of the crowd was hardly dampened. Final days and nights of the annual festival were filled with the more bulls, horses, […]
The parade down the main street of town, however, was straight out of a H.G. Wells novel.
Here are some of the sights that are typical — and some not so likely — this time of year. The scene: the center of the village — the Place des Herbes.
Studies say the best time to learn a new language is as young as six months.
Beyond the La Tour Fenestrelle is a terrace that overlooks the Vallée de l’Eure and the public park.
My first morning’s walk has already reaped benefits. It led me to a part of Uzes I’ve never explored and to an interesting “Village Scene.”
My bonne chance this week was visiting a friend in Nimes who lives only a few blocks from the Stage 15 finish of the Tour de France.
You only have to go outside your door in Uzes to find a world of entertainment and friendly people.
My friend, Geoffrey, has turned part of his garden in Uzes into a barnyard
The parking lot that my apartment shares with the Château du Duché is closed to traffic once a week through August. An ongoing festival, clearly for the benefit of tourists, is staged one evening each week to draw visitors to the village.
There’s a movie theatre not too far from my apartment — the only one in town. The French version about the “4 Hommes” was playing when I got there. The English version would be two hours later. “What the heck,” says me to me. “I’ll watch the movie […]