In the blink of an eye, my two years in France have come and gone. Nice and I have had a classic romance: I was infatuated with the light and the color when I arrived and then reality set in and I had to work hard to learn the language and ingratiate myself in order … Continue reading
I keep waiting to really freak out. Waiting for the moment when I lose it. As I was falling asleep the other night my mind started to wander and I started planning what time I needed to wake up for work, and wondering if I had kept anything that would be appropriate to wear to … Continue reading
“For rent: Beautiful 1 bedroom in Foggy Bottom.” I decided to move to The French Riviera on Tuesday June 28th and rented my apartment on Saturday July 2nd. The next call was to my boss: “I’m sorry to bother you on a Saturday, but I’ve decided to move to France.” I heard the words escaping … Continue reading
