France for Two Months

In the salle á manger overlooking the jade waters of the Sorgue, a gentleman sits at the next table and

Petrarch and I have something in common. We both fell in love with Fontaine-de-Vaucluse. When Petrarch first glimpsed the closed

As I walk down the hill from Gordes the next morning, I have a strange feeling. It’s déjà vu. I’ve

In doing my best to speak and understand French every day, I’ve learned that it is more important to understand

Something happened for the first time when I was twenty that changed my life.  I had a very good friend

It turns out sleeping within a walled city is something that can be felt. When I wake in Avignon, having

The train arrives twenty minutes late at Gare du Nord. I’m at the door on arrival and dash where the

It is a very early morning. Dark and quiet. The French have a saying: Je me suis levé avec les oiseaux! or

The past is closer than we realize. Our lives make a thin covering over the layers of many other lives.

I have a train to catch, but I don’t rush. After checking out from the hotel, I walk to Le