Walking in Lisbon

When we first visited the capital of Portugal a few years ago, we were staying about a 40-minute walk from the waterfront, so we made extensive use of the city’s public transit system. Going downhill was easy enough; however, for getting back up to the equivalent height of a 16-story building, the Metro (subway) was a welcome relief. This time our apartment was closer to the sea so we were able to see much more on foot, with plenty of time to stop along the way to admire the views, the shop windows, and even stop for a coffee or a beer. Thanks to a Rick Steves guidebook we had our own do-it-yourself walking tour of the neighborhoods, complete with maps.

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Bourges in 1 day

How’s this for a travel show’s recommendation for someplace to visit: “one of France’s best-preserved medieval towns” that was followed by scenes of half-timbered buildings, ivy-covered stone walls, meandering cobblestone streets, and a towering 12th-century cathedral. Based on that, it was an easy decision to book the train tickets to go to Bourges while we were in the area, having stayed about an hour away in Orléans after a wedding in Paris. The description came from the France TV 5 program called “Les 100 lieux qu’il faut voir” that we would translate as—and agree with—”The 100 Places that you must see”. 

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The not-so-new Orléans

New Orleans, Louisiana is a favorite US city for us. It’s one of the few places in America where you can walk out of a bar in the French Quarter with a “go-cup” (a plastic cup containing an alcoholic beverage) and not get arrested. The nonchalant atmosphere of the Big Easy gives you a sense of freedom not found in a lot of other locations around the country. With that as a background, we wondered what the original Orléans would be like so we returned to the city where, almost 9 years ago, we spent our first night as permanent residents of France.

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French horreum story

Narbonne is only 30 minutes by train from Carcassonne. We’ve been there several times, usually with friends, since it’s an easy day trip that gets us to another French city for even more culture, food, and history. There’s plenty of that last item given that the Romans founded the colony as Narbo Martius in 118 BC to provide a Mediterranean coast stronghold that could provide ample amounts of olive oil and wine for the empire. About a 25-minute walk from the train station, the city recently opened a large archeological museum with 6,000 artifacts from the Roman era, including sculptures, mosaics, and everyday objects found locally. Right in the heart of downtown, however, is another reminder of those ancient times, L’Horreum, that we went to see underground.

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Wine is back in France

To be honest, I had not realized that wine had ever left this country (he said, tongue in cheek, after reading that newspaper headline above). I did know, however, that while Italy and Spain ship greater quantities by volume than France, this country is the world’s largest exporter of wine by value. That would highlight the reputation and prestige associated with French reds, whites, rosés, … Continue reading Wine is back in France

A wedding in Paris

That title says it all, doesn’t it? No, it wasn’t us but a couple of whom we’ve become very fond. Baptiste is the great grandson of our 105-year-old neighbor and although he and the new bride live in Paris, they’re in Carcassonne at least monthly for a visit. Naturally they wanted “Mamie” (the French diminutive for Grandmother) to be present on one of the most important days in their lives. It was an honor that Bill and I were invited and we were interested to see how this big event compared to American weddings as well as what we’d seen on TV and read in books regarding the traditions of the ceremony.

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No way in, no way out

If you were hoping to fly into or out of Carcassonne last weekend, you were out of luck. The airport was closed to all commercial traffic yet the city was still expecting up to 50,000 people or about 2 month’s worth of passenger traffic in just two days. Why the crowds? It was the 5th annual “Meeting Aérien Des Etoiles et Des Ailes” that we would just call the Air Show that in previous years had been held in Toulouse, an hour west of here. Given that we live about 40 minutes by foot from the airport or perhaps 40 seconds in a plane that’s landing, we even had part of the show overhead.

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