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Ascension Day
Well, it wasn’t actually THE Ascension Day here in France – that was celebrated a couple of weeks ago. But it certainly felt like a day of ascension for us. It all started as we were having breakfast sitting on our terrace (overlooking the Mediterranean sea – I know, it’s tough, it really is). We
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Colourful Cannes Arty Antibes
Yes, we visited Cannes today. At this time of year, with the International Film Festival just finishing up, it’s obviously been all about the glitz and the glamour. I’m pretty ignorant about such things, but it was fun to be there and see where it all goes on; where the stars of the movies have
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The House that Béatrice Built
Béatrice de Rothschild was born in 1864. Her father was the baron, Alphonse de Rothschild, a banker and renowned art collector and her mother was Leonora, a Rothschild too, but on the English side of the family, so that was all above board. Although born into immense wealth and privilege, Béatrice also sufferred much sadness
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Oh The Mediterranean, How I Love Thee
Goodness me, what a difference it makes to have warm, sunny weather. It was even getting a bit too hot by 7:30am this morning! I guess many of you reading this may have travelled to the Mediterranean but it is a first for Clive and myself. I said yesterday that we were in Nice, but
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The Nice Weather…
was nowhere to be seen this morning. Not long after we left on the last leg of our journey south to Nice, the rain set in. It was a six hour (plus) drive and the bad weather lasted for quite a bit of it. But we still saw some lovely sights all the same. I
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The Roman Effect and the Gautier Spread
The day that we arrvied in Rochefort-du-Gard, I wrote about our hosts Ce’lestine and Gautier, and how Gautier was studying to become a baker. One of the services Gautier offers here is a breakfast of pastries that he makes himself. We decided to order the breakfast for this morning. We were expecting a couple of
Over to France
Bonjour and thank you for stopping by. My name is Renie and this is the story of my first trip (avec mon mari) to France. We flew into Paris and then journeyed south-eastward by car, through so many beautiful villages, to arrive in Nice. It was four weeks of amazingness. We were totally smitten and our lives have been forever changed! If you would like to have a peek at what we experienced, then please read on….. And if you would like to venture further with us, as we work out our future Over to France adventures, then please read on a bit further still…
Over To France 