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.
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.
The Fete Votive in Uzes 2014 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, men […]
Lost in the Luberon Part Two In October I started writing the story about my adventures “Lost in the Luberon”. It’s time to get back to to telling the tales because there are blanks in the story I need your help to complete. Here’s a link to the […]
Women Friends: Age is Irrelevant The Barefoot Blogger was 50 years old when she started her career at IBM. Maybe that’s no big deal now, but years ago, “middle aged” women were not entering corporate jobs. The work I took on — helping introduce the second generation IBM […]
It’s time to make wine in France
It’s officially tourist season in Uzes. By the first of May all of the shops that closed for winter are open. The town is becoming lively again with art shows and fun things to fill your day. Last week I was off to visit Geoffrey to resume our […]
The French love bandes dessinées — drawn cartoons. We may call them “funnies” in the States but here they take the art form quite seriously.
I promised I’d know French by Christmas
Update to yesterday’s blog, “One Step Forward, Two Back“. Lucy needed a new battery after all. Hoping to drive to Nimes to deal with my lost phone at SFR, I went to the parking garage to pick up Lucy. Soon I discovered the battery was dead … again. […]
The Barefoot Blogger – as seen in France Today. Why Roussillon is red? The French commune of Roussillon is located in the Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur, roughly midway between Avignon and Aix-en-Provence. It is in the heart of one of the biggest ochre deposits in the world — one that extends from […]
This summer I was invited to a bullfight in Nimes. Visions of bulls, matadors and swinging red capes have been swirling in my head ever since.
Istanbul. A Turkish Bath For the last few weeks, Mon Fils and I have been walking in the footsteps of the ancient Romans: touring Ponte Gard, Carcassone and the amphitheaters in Nimes, Arles, Orange, and more. So it’s only fitting that we would give ourselves a Roman treat […]
If you think living in France is buttery croissants and fancy red wine, welcome to my week.
Everything that happens to me in France sounds like an adventure
Les Halles de Lyon Day Two in Lyon was rainy, so a perfect time to do some shopping. Not that I need an excuse to shop! Lyon’s first stop was the city market, known as “Les Halles de Lyon Paul Bocuse.” The outside of the building is less […]
Kathmandu Highlights Kathmandu reminds me of the Philippines in the 1970’s. I lived there for just over a year when I was a newlywed. Like Manila, the city of Katmandu is large, crowded, dusty and busy with noisy traffic. Vendors with their wares spread out on the sidewalks […]
Every Thursday night during July and August the city of Nimes throws a party.
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.
As published in France Today There’s a dress shop in the village square of my adopted home in France where finding what’s new in fall fashions takes you back a century or two. A visit to the store reminds you of rummaging through your grandmother’s closet, or uncovering […]