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France – Christmas 2013

Mark’s first Christmas in France, plus tons of food. Yum.

The 20-Hour-Long Journey Home

The flight to Toronto was packed and it was a long one too: 8 hours and 55 minutes. That’s when it went downhill. Feng and I were exhausted but Mark wasn’t and trying to keep him relatively still and quiet on my laps was hell. It felt like dealing with a feral cat in a small enclosed...

Wolverine and a French ER Story

Article views: 0 Poor Feng…! There is a French saying that goes “thou shall always cut your kid’s nails.” And an ancient Chinese proverb that says “never wrestle a baby to sleep.” Well, maybe not. But there should be. And honestly, children should come with such warning tags. So...

Pluie and 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 moody at this time of the year. In Nantes and in most of Brittany, it means rain. A lot of it.

A Réveillon Later…

Article views: 0 And so, like millions of French, we had a réveillon—the traditional Christmas dinner. In my family, “réveillonner” (yes, French have a verb to describe the action of eating their Christmas dinner) involves a gathering with my grand-parents on my mother’s side, my uncle...

French Christmas Sweets and Desserts

Article views: 4 French love their pastries and chocolate, even more so around Christmas. There are chocolate boxes piled up high everywhere in stores—Lindt, Kinder, etc., are among the favourite. People also love fine chocolate and the windows at the chocolatiers are like out of a...

People of Nantes, Winter Edition

Article views: 3 The streets are packed in Nantes, mostly with last-minute shoppers looking for the perfect gift. Then there are the seasonal attractions, Christmas markets, fun fairs, outdoor stalls, performers, etc., who draw a crowd as well. It was the perfect time to wander in the...

(Re) Bonjour France!

It feels good to be in France. It feels good to be traveling. I have never been one of these expats who misses ''home'' much—I adopted Canada and it adopted me. I don't crave French food, long for French media or buy French products. Besides, it has only been four months since our last...

Et Merde.

Et merde. Pretty much everything that could go wrong went wrong—not in a major way (we did make it to France) but in a series of small annoying ways.

Packing Craziness

Earlier this week, a good friend asked me how I felt about the upcoming trip. Beaming with the confidence of a seasoned traveler who has spent the past twelve years flying back and forth across the Atlantic Ocean, I assured her that “everything was under control”. Nikki, if you read me...

A Very Last–Minute French Christmas

I have always refused to fly “home” for Christmas. Because I ain’t going to Europe during the crazy holiday season, in the middle of the winter, just to eat a freaking bûche de Noël. As everybody knows, when you have a kid, you lose neurons, time and common sense. That is my excuse for...