Another installment from my April 2011 travelogue.
In which I impart some travel tips, some bells are rung, and we go people-watching amongst the locals.
Posted in Travel, tagged French stereotypes, paris, Parisians, photo, photography, place des vosges, sainte clotilde, Travel, travel tips, travelogue on 24 Jun 2013| Leave a Comment »
Another installment from my April 2011 travelogue.
In which I impart some travel tips, some bells are rung, and we go people-watching amongst the locals.
Posted in Travel, tagged Conciergerie, David Braccini, La Fromagerie, paris, photo, photography, Rodin Museum, Rue Cler, sainte-chapelle, Travel, travelogue on 23 Jun 2013| Leave a Comment »
Another installment from my April 2011 travelogue.
In which meet an old schoolchum, sip some coffee, and have a magical experience in a high-security setting.
Posted in Travel, tagged montmartre, notre dame, paris, photo, photography, rue monge, sacre coeur, saint eustache, Travel, travelogue on 22 Jun 2013| Leave a Comment »
Another installment from my April 2011 travelogue.
In which we navigate a chemist shop, weigh some fruit, climb a hill, and I misplace an entire cathedral.

Posted in Travel, tagged eiffel tower, Jardins de Luxembourg, jim morrison, pantheon, paris, paris cemetery, paris church, Paris Metro, Pere lachaise, photo, photography, Place de Contrescarpe, saint sulpice, Travel, travelogue on 21 Jun 2013| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Travel, tagged CDG, charles de gaulle airport, notre dame, paris, photo, photography, Travel, travelogue on 20 Jun 2013| Leave a Comment »
While I’m taking my own vacation, I’m going to share this series, a compilation of “letters home” from the three-week trip my wife and I took to Paris and England in April 2011. They were written on the road, on a teensy little netbook, usually at the end of the day (or every other day, if our schedule was hectic.) I have not edited them, except to fix the odd grammatical or spelling error. Though I sent these emails to a small circle of friends and family, my primary reason in writing these was to document our trip in the fresh, unvarnished detail that only comes when one is exhausted, filled with the sights and sounds of the day.