It’s hard to believe that it was only one year ago that I was in France. It feels like decades. And yet, it’s true, it
Today I traveled from Chamonix to Paris. This is my final destination. After today there are only two days left before I head home. This
I went up to Aiguille du Midi. I joked that it was the pinnacle of this whole adventure, but there was truth behind the jest.
Getting from Lyon to Chamonix by train was no laughing matter, and today’s anxiety attacks proved it. My excitement about getting up into the Alps
I am in Lyon and it is gorgeous. And I’m visiting my old friend, the Rhône, once again. She is just as blue here as
I kept turning away from the water and gazing towards the hills surrounding Nice. The lush greenery beckoned to me.