Month: August 2013
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Brazil Day {la nuit}
After the volleyball tournament, we left Brazil Day to go home for a bit and freshen up. When we returned, we did so with a bottle of Pimms. If Big Man was going to charge us €2.50 (or €2.70 depending on if I looked like a tourist or not) for some fizzy lemonade, we might…
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Brazil Day {le jour}
Here’s the thing about Brazil Day. It’s madness. Pure, unadulterated madness. Not as much the event itself but the happenings surrounding it. You know that song from Love Actually, Love Is All Around? Yeah, well, if it had been written about The LPV it would have been called, Crazy Is All Around. Experiencing Brazil Day…
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expat escapades {round 4}
Bonjour tout le monde! Welcome to another round of Expat Escapades! Let me tell you, you’re in for a treat… this edition takes you to Ireland, Wales, Germany, Greece, and France. Are you ready? Are you steady? Go! . . . . . . . . . . Take a beautiful tour of lush County…
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Brazil Day {photos}
The Third Annual Brazil Day was epic in that epically crazy way that only a festival in Le Petit Village can be. But, I’m saving the stories of the utter lu-la-ness of the day for another post. What I give you today, are some amazing shots captured by my friend George (you know George, he’s…
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Behind the Photos IV
It’s feels bizarre to be looking at all of these wintry photos while it’s still hot as Hades outside. I’m at that point where I’m growing tired of summer (mainly my summer wardrobe) but at the same time know I will be sad to see it go. So for now, I’m going to soak up…
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six things
You know Selena, right? She’s my buddy from Oh, the places we will go who moved from Texas (not too far from where I’m from either) to London with her English husband and now they travel all about. Like right this second, Selena is cruising around the Baltic Sea and I’m sure she’s taking loads of…
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boys will be boys
{English, English, South African, French, French} We were due to go and visit Mr. & Mrs. London for the weekend. Somehow three weeks had passed since we had seen each other and The Husband had grown quite cranky (and according to Mrs. London, Mr. London had been wearing his grumpy pants too). Normally when we go, Mr.…
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expat escapades {round 3}
Another week(ish), another round of Expat Escapades.(If you’d like to read previous editions of Expat Escapades, click here.) . . . . . . . . . . Danielle Abroad went to yoga in the park in Paris. Yoga… in a park, in Paris. How perfect is that? And get this, on the way to…
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things I would miss (if I left France)
{Gordes, I would miss Gordes} If there is one thing I have gotten out of the three plus years that I’ve lived here, one thing I’ve learned, one way that France has changed me is this; I now focus on the positive. I don’t sweat the small stuff, and I know that there is absolutely…
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I miss things
{I miss you} Monday morning, we meet again… BLECH. I couldn’t sleep. It was one of those nights when you toss and turn, stirring, your thoughts racing from one random thing to the next. My thoughts were taking me on a strange journey; connecting the dots through a maze of homesickness (I’m not surprised, it…