an afternoon at the museum // touring musée d’orsay with @parismusetours

While lazy baby seemingly hits a new milestone every day, last month, I hit a few of my own — and fittingly, they happened in Paris! Margot and I survived our first solo travel day together AND our first night away just the two of us… which also happened to be our first solo night ever. I feel like I need this on a t-shirt. To be totally fair, it wasn’t as adventurous as it sounds. Jeff took us to St. Pancras on his quick lunch break, where we caught the Eurostar, and my sister met us at a sweet little apartment in St. Germain first thing the next morning, fresh off her flight from…

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a weekend in paris & a sunday at les puces

When we left the Île-de-France in July, London-bound with two giant suitcases and one little pug, I wasn’t exactly sad. It’s no secret that I had maxed out on quaint country life, and when London came calling, we were both ready to bolt as soon as they told the hubs, “We now pronounce you a Master of Business!” I’m paraphrasing his graduation ceremony, but you get the gist. There were many times during our year in France where I would think, or, fine, say, “I can’t wait to miss this.” As we would drive through quiet villages on our way home from Carrefour, or wait for the train in Gare de Lyon or stare out…

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parisian favorites from a year in the île-de-france (part 2)

Much to my surprise, this is the year that I really learned that Paris isn’t just all eating and drinking. During past trips, it really was all I cared to do… plus, you know, see the Eiffel Tower. Strolling leisurely through the city is still my preferred method of Parisian exploration, but with the touristy things out of the way (looking at you Mona Lisa and Versailles), and a ticking clock each time we shlepped into the city because trains stopped running to our village at 11:19 PM, SHA-OOT ME NOW, we were forced to prioritize what we actually wanted to do and see. If you missed part 1 of my Parisian preferences, pop on…

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city escapes // exploring the french countryside

There were many things I hoped to achieve by spending one year in France and now, here we are—almost on the other side. We’re older, we’re wiser (well, at least the hubs is; he’s officially a monsieur of business administration, after all). We’re not much more fluent in French than the day we moved in, and I never did learn how to make croissants entirely on my own and from scratch… and yes, fine, the metric system continues to stump me both in the kitchen and on the road. But we made it.  BUT! Despite what we might be lacking as short-term American expats in France, it wasn’t all a wash. I mean, obviously it…

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