La Ville Rose, France

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La ville rose. The pink city. Could any town have a more romantic nickname than Toulouse? Living in Toulouse from October to January of last year was an architecture dream with ancient houses, shops, and hotels side-by-side, their facades covered in pink-hued terracotta brick exteriors who catch the late-afternoon sun with such beauty, their rose hues offset by shutters in mediterranean blues and greens.Read More »

Albi, France

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The small city of Albi in the Tarn region of southern France is not at the top of anyone’s France itinerary, which is a mistake. There is the imposing Southern Gothic cathedral of Saint-Cecile, the largest brick structure in the world, and its painted interior. It is one of the most magnificent churches we have seen throughout our travels with its eerie painting of the Last Judgment above its nave, naked bodies descending into hell Read More »

Pyrenees, France

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This time last year was rough. The European dream was, honestly, not going as wonderfully as we had hoped. We had traveled so much we’d exhausted ourselves. We were nearly homeless on more than one occasion. We had lived in an apartment with cockroaches, used so much cockroach spray on them and our kitchen countertops we became ill, and, still, they continued to sneak back into the house every night in droves. Read More »

Michelin

A true golden egg with a white truffle

This past year, after our experience with Prague’s gruel, we discovered the joys of fine dining with amazing meals at Drouant in Paris, Kapari in Santorini, Le Cheval Blanc in the Loire Valley, Les Brisants in Brétignolles-sur-mer, and Konoba Nikola in Croatia. Upon moving to the Netherlands in August we, thus, made it a point to only eat out if it was going to be on par with these restaurants, saving our money and our paletts. Read More »

Eye Spy, United Kingdom

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The London Eye is one of those tourist attractions that makes you question whether it is “worth it.” At more than $40 per person for a thirty-minute ride in a glass bubble filled with other snap-happy tourists this is a serious question. Add to this a travel partner who is truly uncomfortable with heights, and the decision becomes harder. In the end, like all tourists, we ended up taking a ride on London’s waterfront eyesore. Read More »

London, United Kingdom

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“When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” ~ Samuel Johnson.

London is a city I doubt I could ever grow tired of and continue to love it long past the screams of my wallet against the plundering it takes there*. With flights at less than 35 euros and 30 minutes between the Netherlands and Britain there is little reason not to go, so we chose the capitol of the United Kingdom as the perfect spot to celebrate the Frenchman’s birthday weekend.Read More »

Buurserzand, The Netherlands

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Lately it has been all work and no play, so much so that I cannot recall the last time I went to bed before 5 a.m. only to wake, groggily, as the Frenchman leaves in the morning and then reawaken a few hours after that to boil a cup of water for tea, sit back down at the computer, and start back to work. (Of course, I should not complain as having so much work after going into solo practice only a little more than a year ago is truly a blessing.) Read More »

Le parc du domaine de Méric, Montpellier, France

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One of my favorite things about France is that everywhere appears so steeped in history that continues to feel living. Here is a cafe Victor Hugo frequented every Sunday. There is the tree under which Paul Cézanne sat while painting his landscapes. And over there is the house in which Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec grew up. These places, this history, are touchable, tastable, enjoyable. Read More »