France is one of my favorite travel destinations. I’ve been there several times, and the place never fails to amaze me. My gateway to France just like the many Francophile out there, was Paris in 2003. I count myself as Francophile. If visiting the country several times does not qualify me to be considered . . . → Read More: Bordeaux Beckons
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Do I look tired in this photo?
I was! How can I not be exhausted, when on that day I was practically on my feet half of the day shopping for souvenirs, shoes and awesome lingerie at the nearby department store across this creperie : at the Galeries Lafayette in Rue . . . → Read More: My Energizer I’m in the process of making my choice of pics from our recent trip for printing for my scrapbook when I chanced upon these pics:
Suddenly, I’m transported to the smell of freshly baked French baguettes and croissant plus the distinct taste of French bacon. . . . → Read More: Distinctly French There is one great fixture around public areas at the French Riviera that got my attention when we were there. Take a look:
Sac – o – mat is widely available and this is one thing that I’m wishing would be made available here in the US too. As you may . . . → Read More: Sac-O-Mat One restaurant that we frequented when we were based in Nice, France for the duration of our Riviera vacation was La Pizza. They serve a good selection of Italian dishes. The restaurant was always brimming with guests whenever we were headed along Rue Massena. The first time we dined, I was dumbfounded to . . . → Read More: Order Written On The Table My trusty Canon camera (SD 850 IS) worked hard for me on our most recent European trip. In spite its age (now three years old) it still takes great pictures even if its capacity is limited. My husband has been prodding me to try my hands on the more complex DSLR’s but I can’t . . . → Read More: Shutter Happy In Monaco I had a feeling that my husband can subsist on baguettes every single day of our vacation in France. In fact, that was his first choice of food for our very first meal. For dinner though, I insisted on typical French Italian dishes which he didn’t mind at all. But for lunches and sometimes . . . → Read More: Breaking The Monotony |
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