Ocean

Entre deux. Between two: between mountains and sea (like Pierrerue), between two worlds (like me). Madison’s Saturday market. It’s my first ...

In a Paris morning, one last sip, one final taste. Ready? Let’s go. Except I am not ready. I fight back the overwhelming desire to,...

Well, it happened that I missed my train from Bordeaux to Paris. It was like this: I get up before 6. I finish packing, tightly, oh so tig...

Not that we are looking to make Madison a mega tourist destination. Certainly that would have its drawbacks. I already regard our farmers ma...

I am only 45 minutes by car from Biarritz and even less minutes away from St Jean de Luz, a major fishing town on the Atlantic. I’ve read al...

It dawned on me that I have become physically lazy lately. For, faced in the past weeks with fantastic hiking opportunities, I wasn’t taking...

It is late afternoon when I finally pull into the village square. Chaos! Inflated slides, a bull ride, tents with food and drink. Oh, it...