The employee at the cafe was aghast when I voiced a desire to sit outside. "C'est tres froid!" I insisted I would be fine, that this weather didn't feel cold to me, and was amused when a dawn of recognition lit up his face. "Ah, tu vas fumer," he said, while miming smoking a cigarette.
After dark the streets in Arles aren't just well-lit, they're lit cheerily and with lots of color. There is noise around, noise of conversation and fun, noise of safety nearby should it be needed.
Day 10: Carcassonne. There don't seem to be any women here. There are men out on the streets chatting, usually on street corners. When I walk by they stop talking and stare. It's rather disconcerting.
As a writer it's difficult to admit that a location has me so in thrall that I've been rendered speechless. It runs rather counter to one's desire to write about the location. But, alas, here we are.
With solo travel comes a type of loneliness that is freeing, but crushing. The need for connection is biological. It's how we're wired. And we wind up lacking it.
Imagine limestone walls, narrow passageways, gas lanterns casting a warm friendly glow and soft laughter coming from restaurants you know are around a corner but can't see yet... That's Sarlat, and dammit if I'm not already in love with it.
A friend suggested I make more of an effort to talk about my experiences and thoughts on local culture along with posting daily favorite photos. It's something I would like to do, but I struggled with this while in Amboise. Unfortunately, my thoughts on "local culture" in Amboise are somewhat neutral. I didn't have much … Continue reading Amboise and Rude Americans
Favorite photos day 7/22. Visited the chateaux of Chenonceau (1st) and Chambord (2nd). I... I'm too stunned by beauty to be able to think of much to say. Here are the photos.
Enjoyed a lovely breakfast with Travel Buddy before he left for London. The main topic of conversation? Sketching out a trip to Spain and Portugal for next year. Living in the moment is hard! 😂 I'm doing my best here, but it is REALLY hard to wander through Amboise early in the day and not get … Continue reading Day 6: Being Lazy in Amboise
Good grief, this town is unbelievably gorgeous. Favorite photos from today are below. I'm forcing myself to choose only ten per day. I'm sure I'll appreciate the culling after the trip is over. Plus, knowing I'm restricted in this way is helping me be more selective in the shots I take. Today, Travel Buddy and … Continue reading Day 5: Chateau Amboise and Solo Travel Revelations
Heeeey so I left Bordeaux this morning and am now in Amboise. My FAVORITE EVER Travel Buddy hopped on a train from London to come hang and drink wine with me for a couple of days. Which we have started on, heavily, this very evening. THINGS I LEARNED TODAY: Yeah it's 2 am,I have no … Continue reading Day 4: A Travel Buddy in Amboise
I'm at an Italian bistro for dinner. There is an older couple sitting next to me and they are having a heated conversation. I don't know enough French to really know what's going on, but she keeps exclaiming, "Il est trés fou! Il est incroyablement important que tu comprends ça!" (He is very crazy! It … Continue reading The Arguing Old Couple. “Il est trés fou!”
Ophorus Excursions offers a variety of tours in France. I've booked three for this trip, and the first was today. Link to tour: SAINT EMILION WINES & VILLAGE FULL DAY FROM BORDEAUX We visited three St Emilion vineyards and wandered around the village. There was much to photograph. THINGS I LEARNED TODAY: the rules around … Continue reading Day 3: Saint-Émilion, Wine, and Glimpses of Heaven
Day 1 was spent in transit. It is now day 2. I arrived safely in Paris. I left my house at 6 AM Pacific on Monday and arrived in Paris at 8 AM Central European on Tuesday. I didn't sleep at all on the plane. The train station inside Charles de Gaulle airport was easy … Continue reading Days 1&2: Bordeaux, Sleep Deprivation, and the Case of the Missing Driver
I am back from France. Details of the trip can be found here. It was, as promised, twenty-two days, all by train, covering nine different destinations. The weeks leading up to the trip were a mess of anxiety and emotion. I was unable to focus on anything other than simply holding it together; hence the … Continue reading Back from France: Intro to Upcoming Series