Tag: travel
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Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer
I messed up. About a month ago, when I planned on meeting Auntie Ilene and her friends (Les Bargettes as they’re known) in Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer, I was sure that I would be there for the whole Gypsy ode to St. Sara because after all, seeing St. Sara worshipped and paraded about has always seemed like a destiny…
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Pâques en Auvergne
This is Clermont-Ferrand. I took the photo from one of those rest stops designed for taking in the scenery. It’s a very special spot for The Husband… years ago, The Husband’s grandfather would drive him back to boarding school on Monday mornings, and they would always stop there and have pains au chocolat for breakfast. It’s…
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A Split Second In Dublin
{Trinity Campus} My trip to Dublin was a last minute surprise. One second I was unpacking and trying to recover from our weekend in Avignon, and the next, I was packing again and off to Nice Airport. And since it was such a surprise, and I was only there for a few days, I didn’t…
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Avignon, The Last Bit
After the wasabi debacle, beer was needed to wash away all of that burning pain, so we headed to the pub and let the guys set up camp (setting up camp involves trying out three different tables before finally settling on ‘the table’). The Six Nations was kicking off that afternoon, first with Ireland vs.…
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Avignon, The Next Morning
I’m taking a break from the flu, to bring you this next installment of my birthday weekend in Avignon (Yes, I know it was four weeks ago, just go with it please. And if you missed part one, click here). Please excuse any typos, grammatical errors, and general lack of pizazz. I’m full of germs and…
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A Princess in Châteauneuf-du-Pape
The Princess I’m referring to in the post title is me (obviously, but I’m guessing you knew that already). When The London’s arrived in The LPV before our trip to Châteauneuf-du-Pape and Avignon, Mrs. London presented me with a tiara for the weekend, because she knows that everyone should be treated like royalty on their birthday…
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staycation {part.7}
“Did you know Aix-en-Provence is known as the city of a thousand fountains?“ This was me getting my tour guide on as we drove into Aix. “A thousand fountains, really?“ This was The Husband doubting my superior tour guide knowledge. Now normally that would have bugged the bejeezus out of me, but due to The…
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staycation {part.6}
{source} Some people think the name, Les-Baux-de-Provence, means the beautiful of Provence, and it’s very easy to understand why they would think that, Les Baux is indeed beautiful (FYI: Baux means rocky spur in the old Provençal dialect). Set atop the Alpille mountains, medieval Les-Baux-de-Provence is beautifully nestled deep into the hills. Like Gordes, Les…
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staycation {part.3}
{Cobblestones strewn with rose petals in Gordes} We awoke in Avignon to a perfect bright blue and sunny sky. But in the south of France, that beautiful, blue sky usually comes with a price, and that price is, the mistral. Ever heard of it? Dictionary.com defines it as; a strong, cold northwesterly wind that blows through…
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pints, pints, and more pints
{the perfect pint} Behold.. the most perfect pint in the history of pints.. poured at Mulligans (where my grandparents used to drink). This is where you get the best pint in Dublin. And if it’s the best pint in Dublin then it has to be the best pint in the world. So there you go.…………………………………………………………………………………………………………
It's Me, Sara Louise 