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travel announcement: la france!
Paris is always a good idea. At least that’s what I believe. And apparentlyyy, so does my boyfriend. After telling me for months that our schedules — and more importantly, our wallets — wouldn’t allow for a trip to visit the romantic and the hubs until at least 2014, my boyfriend finally convinced me that Paris just wasn’t in the cards. Cue my twenty-eighth birthday, which apparently is the best and most important of all the birthdays, because I received the best surprise I’ve ever received in my entire life. Exactly one month from today, we’ll be wheels up to my…
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town mouse, country mouse // a weekend in paris
After a restorative weekend in Paris and a relaxing visit from two of our favorite New Yorkers, I’m feeling a bit introspective. Bear with me here, but… Did you know that it has been one full month + four days since the hubs, the pug, and I boarded a flight to France? And did you know that it has been one full month + three days since we departed said flight? Then drove to our new-to-us cottage? Where the pug promptly pooped on the floor of our new-to-us kitchen? Well, it has and yes, unfortunately, he did. (Whatever, he’d had…
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peak season travel & how to ensure survival
If you’ve been around here for awhile, you know one thing is true: we don’t really travel during the peak season. Be it Amsterdam in October or Costa Rica in July, the hubs and I generally seek out better deals to help lighten our budget load. Still, we have often left a place wondering what it would be like in full swing? Though I have yet to ride a bike through the tulip fields of Holland or take a sunny stroll through the Arenal rainforest, two important facts have recently come to my attention: Summer picnics on the Champ de…
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weekend getaway: 48 hours in washington, dc
Happy Labor Day, my fellow Americans! During our brief stint in the USA this summer, sort our visas was at the top of our list. It was a whole bunch of stress (dear French embassy: WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN?), but one major perk? An unexpected weekend in our nation’s capital: Washington, DC. Alas, the French don’t really acknowledge this holiday. I am ok with it, though, because I hear they celebrate about 45 other public holidays instead. While the hubs is officially back to school, I’m playing catch-up. So, what better time to review our three weeks stateside than…
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au revoir, mes amis! (except not really)
This is it, little travelers! Bags are packed, pug papers are in order, and a car is reserved to pick us and our overstuffed suitcases up when we arrive at Charles De Gaulle tomorrow morning. We’re moving to France! As you can imagine, it’s been an insane week–the kind of insanity that only moving can provide, with the extra special layer of waiting for a visa from an office full of very, very cranky crankpants. But, never fear, visas are (FINALLY) here. Still, it won’t officially feel real until we’re in our new-to-us little cottage in our new-to-us little village,…