We have returned from Corsica. We went hiking every day, tried regional specialties like brocciu and vin de myrthe, stuck our feet in the Mediterranean, met local characters on the bus and saw hundreds of lizards. It was great.
The rest of my pictures are on flickr, as usual, and Joe’s will be available once he goes […]
Joe and I went to Grenoble for our long weekend. There was snow, as you can see, so Joe’s desire to hike in a snowy forest was finally satisfied. We hiked up to a river called–no joke–La Pissarde. There were waterfalls and snowballs.
Other moments:
(1) Tartiflette followed by chocolate fondue at La Fondue. […]
These barrels are in a cave in Nuits-Saint-Georges, and they are filled with wine from Pommard and the Hospices de Beaune. Both Beaune and Nuits-Saint-Georges have hospitals that own vineyards and sell wine to raise money. We went to the Hospices de Beaune’s wine auction in November, mostly to gawk at the prices […]
I know it’s not a spectacular photo in and of itself, but it’s a good place to start. I took this photo on one of the largest streets in the Fès medina. The old city is a tangle of tiny alleys and dead-ends. No cars can fit, so the only way to […]
Anyone know what kind of bird this is? Joe and I saw it when we were walking back into town from a nearby lake called Lac Kir (sadly, it is not full of cassis liqueur). The bird was just hanging out, fishing, didn’t really seem to notice or care that we were exclaiming […]
We have returned from our lovely weekend in the Jura, and I am tired and a little bit sore. Despite this, Joe and I have both already uploaded our photos.
We took two nice hikes–one to see the Château de Joux, and one to a viewpoint close to the Franco-Swiss border called Le Grand Taureau […]
The Tetons and the Snake River
Check flickr for more. The Chrismachanukah season has bestowed upon me a lovely new camera–to replace my sad, broken one–so there should be lots of photos from now on.
Saturday we took the train down to Lyon to see the city and the fête des lumières, which has nothing to do with Chanukah. The city surpassed its reputation as boring industrial center–we enjoyed the Roman ruins and the basilica on the hill, and we most especially enjoyed our lunch.
Lyon is sometimes called the […]
(The title is just something I have adopted, after hearing a student say it. He wanted to say “it’s no big deal,” and so he translated the French “c’est pas grave” literally. I love it.)
So Joe and I spent a lovely weekend in Alsace, being wined and dined and chauffeured all around. […]