Sunday I had 2 PM checkout; that’s like adding an extra day to the itinerary, no cost. Had breakfast, packed, then took a long walk to get the steps in. Oberkampf to the Marais is about 20 minutes by…
Or “uspekh” as they say in Sofia. Saturday morning, before the tennis, was caustic; rain like Hollywood, in sheets. Then “torrential drizzle” then just flooding, puddles in the Metro, pools that overlapped the street and sidewalks. I ventured out, but…
I quote the NYT. Only an American would refer to Paris that way. That said, whether your first time in Paris or your tenth, the initial 48 hours is all eye candy. But to get to that, to arrive,…
We did not have a Cole Porter moment on our last day but it did rain on and off. Pretty good I would say: Two weeks in Europe in mid-November and one wet day and even that was sporadic. So…
A few days ago we posted a picture of a stork laying eggs (a stuffed stork, laying fake eggs). We weren’t sure what that was all about so Nina took us back, to Deyrolle, to show us that in fact…
Sunday morning brought the dawn in. We met up with Michelle at breakfast, but she then took off for the Eurostar (with cheese and terrine in tow). We headed into the 5th, first up Rue Mouffetard (referenced in Trois Couleurs:…
Seville is lousy with orange trees. Every “calle” and every courtyard and every plaza. Could there be a lime tree? Oh no, just a bunch of lemons masquerading as oranges. They are coming into fruit just about now. While notoriously…