It’s the end of the year as we know it! No party for us this time. The return from France has been pretty brutal: Feng is still dealing with his battle scars, it’s very cold and we lost our Internet connection and landline (thanks, Bell!). We are still unpacking and getting over the jetlag and Mark is très très cranky.
Date Archives 2013
Flying Back With an Injured Husband and a Feral Baby
The flight to Toronto was packed and it was a long one too, 8 hours and 55 minutes. That’s when it went downhill.
How We Ended the Year in the ER in France
We showed up at “les admissions” where I explained my husband had been attacked by a fourteen-month-old who didn’t feel like sleeping.
This is The End of Our French Christmas
After countless chaussons aux pommes and pains aux raisins, after catching up with family gossip, after welcoming a snow-free Christmas, off we go again!
France in December – No Snow, But Plenty of Rain
I was so busy marveling at the absence of snow in France that I forgot it was December, and that the weather is rather gloomy at this time of the year.
The French Christmas Réveillon Experience
In my family, “réveillonner” (yes, the French have a verb to describe the action of eating their Christmas dinner) involves a family gathering.