Posts Tagged: French

French women (don’t) get fat.

French women don’t get fat. French people are all cultured, charming, and exquisitely dressed. French men make the greatest lovers. They are sensual, intellectual sex gods. French cuisine? Divine. The French have no sense of time, they are more relaxed.

French women (don’t) get fat.

French women don’t get fat. French people are all cultured, charming, and exquisitely dressed. French men make the greatest lovers. They are sensual, intellectual sex gods. French cuisine? Divine. The French have no sense of time, they are more relaxed.

Back in the USA

I can’t believe it’s all over. It’s been 2 months since I’ve returned to the United States, and I feel like my mindset is still in French mode. When I first returned home, all I could do was replay the

Back in the USA

I can’t believe it’s all over. It’s been 2 months since I’ve returned to the United States, and I feel like my mindset is still in French mode. When I first returned home, all I could do was replay the

winter

Oh, where to start ?! Perhaps with a good meal: Savory basil rice, topped with salmon cooked in a light lemon sauce, accompanied by fresh peppers and batavia bought at the river market.

winter

Oh, where to start ?! Perhaps with a good meal: Savory basil rice, topped with salmon cooked in a light lemon sauce, accompanied by fresh peppers and batavia bought at the river market.

Photographing Orléans

Recent beautiful sunny weather + my new camera = centre-ville photoshoot! Remember Place de Martoi? In one of my previous posts, I showed you this picture:

Photographing Orléans

Recent beautiful sunny weather + my new camera = centre-ville photoshoot! Remember Place de Martoi? In one of my previous posts, I showed you this picture:

The list

I’ve neglected this blog for far too long. Instead of writing an unending post about my life thus far, I’ve decided to create a list. A list of things I’ve done, of pictures, of events, of differences between here and

The list

I’ve neglected this blog for far too long. Instead of writing an unending post about my life thus far, I’ve decided to create a list. A list of things I’ve done, of pictures, of events, of differences between here and

The other side of the teacher’s desk

I teach in two elementary schools. They are in the same little town, 20 minutes away from Orléans by bus. On Mondays and Fridays, I teach in MJ; on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I teach in LJ. Here are pictures of

The other side of the teacher’s desk

I teach in two elementary schools. They are in the same little town, 20 minutes away from Orléans by bus. On Mondays and Fridays, I teach in MJ; on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I teach in LJ. Here are pictures of

Toussaint musings

One of the many things I love about France is that my birthday is a public holiday. November 1, known as All Saint’s Day to Catholics in the U.S. and El Día de los Muertos in Mexico, is Toussaint in

Toussaint musings

One of the many things I love about France is that my birthday is a public holiday. November 1, known as All Saint’s Day to Catholics in the U.S. and El Día de los Muertos in Mexico, is Toussaint in