Ever since our first experiment with AirBnB (where we snagged a New York City...
Since launching this blog in 2010, we’ve told plenty of tales and posted plenty of photographs. One of the things that’s always been missing, though, is a centralized place to display our best images. That is until now. Today we’re introducing a gallery mosaic page populated with 184 of our favorite photos. It’s a one-stop visual smorgasbord chronicling four years of continuous travel.
You’ll find the new gallery under the Photos menu above or you can just click here.
Its familiar silhouette beckoned us in pictures and postcards for as long as we can remember. In some ways this walled city that appears to have sprouted from a rocky outcropping off the Normandy Coast is as much a symbol of France as is the Eiffel tower. And yet, somehow, we had never seen it with our own eyes before. On our latest trip back to France we were determined to change that.
On my first trip to France fifteen years ago I learned something important about myself. After returning recently for a seven-week visit, I became more certain than ever. I was French in a former life.
Every time I come to France I’m struck by how completely at home I feel. And it’s not just the thousands of châteaux that dot France’s lush landscapes or its seemingly endless supply of picture-perfect towns that I adore. It’s the culture that calls to me. It’s the way people live their lives and the way they set their priorities that just seems right to me.
How so, you ask? Well, let’s set the table, as they say (because what could be more French than that) with a few pertinent facts.
With hundreds of châteaux dotting France’s sprawling Loire Valley, finding one is easier than shooting fish in a barrel. Choosing which of the magnificent dwellings to visit, and which to leave for another time, is a far harder task. Here’s how we managed to decide.