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it sucks, plain and simple
The worst, absolute worst thing about being an expat is being far away from ‘home’ and loved ones when something terrible happens (actually this is the worst thing for anybody that is far away from home and you don’t have to be an expat for that). A couple of weeks ago a family member in…
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First Fall Friday
This is the story of how we spent the first Friday of fall. Gregory had the day off work which is always nice but having the day off on a Friday is super nice. We didn’t do anything particularly fall like, there was no sipping of pumpkin lattes while going on a hay ride to…
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capture the colour
Travel Supermarket hosts a photo blogging competition called, Capture the Colour, and this year Expat Tales has ever so kindly asked me to take part. Now as any Le Petit Village reader knows, photography is not my strong suit, but I thought I’d have a look through the old album and see what I could…
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expat escapades {round 7}
Since I started blogging six hundred posts ago (I’m clearly still in awe of that figure), I’ve discovered a world of talent. There are so many creative and talented bloggers out there; talented photographers, graphic designers, and wordsmiths, that it’s no wonder some of them may consider publishing their own book in the future. My friend…
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six hundred
It wasn’t that long ago that I was hitting publish on my five hundredth post (247 days to be exact) and I can hardly believe how quickly that time and a hundred posts have passed by. And I definitely cannot believe that there are six hundred posts here, that’s a whole lot of my rambling nonsense!…
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Top 10: My Favorite French Cities
[This list is made up of my favorite cities in France, it’s purely based on my opinion of places I’ve been to. That means that places I haven’t been to like Bordeaux, Brittany, and Toulouse, aren’t in the running. These cities are the first places that pop in my mind to show off when I have friends visiting…
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Behind the Photos VI
I’ve been married for over three years now (three years, six months and three days to be exact). Sometimes it feels like more, sometimes it feels like less. It’s weird. But that’s married life for you. Today one of my dearest friends is getting married in Dublin and I was unable to go. It sucks.…
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l'incident de champignons
It’s that time of the year again; the air blows crisp, leaves begin to rustle, and weekend activities change from barbecues and beaches to apple picking and pumpkin latte sipping. Here in Provence, Autumn means hunting boar and foraging for mushrooms.In the (almost… eek!) four years that I have lived here, I still have yet…
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expat escapades {round 6}
Another ten days, another round of Expat Escapades. (I seem to be averaging about ten days between these posts; not too shabby I must say. Not too frequent, not too infrequent, it’s just right. Oh, and if you’d like to see what went down in previous editions of Expat Escapades, click here.) . . .…
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Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
// If you have a child in France, have been a child in France, or know a French child, then you know Sophie the Giraffe. All French kids know Sophie, she’s basically an extra cute chew toy for babies (even La Petite had one). Well a couple of weeks ago I had a dream that…
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