Thirty minutes after Macron has lifted the 100 kilometer travel restriction, I’ve got Air BnB’s booked in Nice, Bonnieux, and Cannes....

This year has been...something else. Time has become stuck in that weird limbo where it speeds up, slows down, and stretches out like an...

The day after I come back from my spontaneous Naples trip, I take myself to a NeoNess gym in Bastille, a leisurely twenty-five minute...

One of my American expatriate friends asks me if Nick, whom she met on his visit to Paris, is going to die down Italy, where he’s been...

I ask, in advance, for forgiveness of any holes in details, emotions, or exact descriptions as I’m remembering (a couple of months later)...

I’m no longer a Christian. I don’t know if I’m agnostic or atheist, but I definitely no longer worship the Christian God. I wish I could...

February 11 La Flauta I'm starving - yogurt and banana and half a sleeve of butter biscuits this morning are not doing it for me. After...

Bloom Coffee Shop I’ve just arrived in Strasbourg and I’d like to call it a quaint town, but I’ve only seen a ten minute walk so far....

Musée de L’Orangerie There’s a young man here, married, reading “L’étranger” by Albert Camus. Long benches fill the oval room to give you...

I’m not sure I like Marrakech. It’s loud and crowded in a way that makes me feel claustrophobic. It feels like a mix of New York streets,...

January 11: Cafe Carrette - 3eme arrondissement - Mont Blanc - A boir: un Earl Grey It feels like the first real sunny day I’m able to...

It’s my first time at the Louvre on this adventure. I’ve been twice before, making mad dashes to see La Jocanda, but that wasn’t my...

January 1: Le Flore en L’Ile - 4eme arrondissement - Entrecote de boeuf - A boir: Un Earl Grey C’est mon premier repas a seule. My French...

The last week has been rough. In preparation for my move here, I didn’t really think about how it would look, but not like this: me...

I had initially planned for my first blog post à Paris to be about the wonderful meal I had upon arrival - fantastic in that it was my...

6:05 pm Tuesday, December 31, 2019 I’m sitting in an airport, with an hour to go until my plane starts to board for France. I want to cry...

So this really has nothing to do with aesthetics – or at least aesthetics as I’ve defined it here, but la vie est belle and this will be...

Isn’t it weird how you commit yourself to one thing that seems almost arbitrary (teaching myself calligraphy)  and not commit to another...

So it won’t come as a surprise to anyone, but the one week I spent in Paris was the best week of my life. And as someone who loves...

“With this lah-ern…” “What?” “With this lah-ern…You guys, this is my lah-ern.” Ah Shakespeare and a Boston accent. Until you’ve...