Posted in March 2012

Facing My Fear… of the Post Office

Facing My Fear… of the Post Office

I am terrified of the post office.  There I said it.  Ridiculous, I know, but its true. Its not that it’s difficult to get to, there is one two blocks from the apartment.  I pass by it most days on my way to the beach or the grocery store or wherever.  But I’m afraid to … Continue reading

…And I’m back. In Nice.

…And I’m back. In Nice.

After 35 hours in transit I made it back to Nice and the city has welcomed me with glorious, bright, warm, sunny weather. Despite all of my traveling, I have yet to figure out how to pack light.   This is a cause of great consternation for the Englishman, who manages to never bring more than … Continue reading

The Adventure Continues

The Adventure Continues

More than four months after touching down in the US, I have finally booked my flight back to France. I have spent nearly as much time back here on the west coast as I have in France in the past months, which strictly speaking was not part of the plan. But it feels good to … Continue reading

Lost in Portland

Lost in Portland

When I planned my escape from Washington all those many months ago, I wasn’t thinking that far into the future. After all, it was only a matter of weeks between the day I hatched my plan to flee the confines of my desk, and the day I actually arrived in the French Riviera. I was … Continue reading

Pondering Things

Pondering Things

Selling all of my belongings has changed the way I see things and being back on familiar ground has made those things come into focus. I have always been someone who loves clothes, and shoes, and cosmetics, and basically… stuff and who especially loves a bargain and my closet reflected that. So going from 100 … Continue reading

Back in the US

Back in the US

It feels like a long time since I’ve set foot on US soil. I have become used to stumbling through the little difficulties of living in a foreign country.  Having to try three different ways of saying something before being understood has become second nature.  I forgot how easy and comfortable it is to be … Continue reading

Coming Home to France

Coming Home to France

After a month of traveling in the West Bank and Israel with a couple of pit stops in Paris, I have returned to Nice and am surprised by how glad I am to be “home”. Everyone feels relived to return from a long trip; to be able to sleep in your own bed and do … Continue reading

Kindness of Strangers

Kindness of Strangers

Before I left for France, everyone had some advice or opinion about what I would find there: “Don’t take it personally, the French are going to be rude”… “Only order the house wine”… “Try the bouillabaisse”… Before leaving for Ramallah, I heard no such insights. Most people don’t have a ready-made image of what things … Continue reading

Welcome to Palestine

Welcome to Palestine

If adapting to life in France takes learning a new set of rules, spending time in the Palestinian Territories is a lesson in patience. The West Bank, where the Palestinian town of Ramallah lies, has been occupied by Israel since 1967.  To get in or out of the city, you have to go through military … Continue reading

Wanderlust

Wanderlust

The thing about “living the dream” of quitting my old life and setting sail for greener pastures, is sometimes I still covet life in other places. I love living in Nice.  It’s gorgeous and sunny and I have quickly become used to the slow pace of life in Provence.  But I find it hard to … Continue reading

The Affair

The Affair

I could barely contain my excitement as I ran-walked to the train station to visit my newfound amour. I felt a little sheepish as I bid my French teacher au revoir, but as I boarded the train and settled in for the 40-minute journey, the guilt was immediately replaced by anticipation. Velvety rich cappuccinos, steaming … Continue reading