Falling into the Void

Fall - I love so much about it - especially the cold, sunny days… a cup of steaming coffee or cider… the cheerfulness of orange and yellow in the trees. Gradually though, almost imperceptibly, the sky goes gray. Dampness invades your bones, colds your household and your spirit starts to sigh.

Since we are experiencing our first fall in Paris and our kids have to be commuted to school we are going through, how shall I say, a bit of a wake-up call.

Bus vs. Metro

This is a post I wrote this summer before my “work life balance” lopsided over to work, work work. Trying to wedge the balance in again. Anyway, I still stand by this post so here it is - a little late.

French Work Visas for Idiots

I’m trying to think about how I can tell you this story in a short format. Because really, it deserves a bottle of wine and a half an hour. To start, I will commend my company for their efforts to make this transition as easy as possible. I know we have had it much better than most. Help with the apartment search, assistance with the visa, the bank… for all this, I’m very grateful. Especially now that I know how hard it is even with all the help in the world.
Here is a short vignette about getting our visas. I call it, “Endurance.”

What I Love about Paris!

There is much to love about being here. The sheer difference of it all. The languages. The diversity. The food and the history. I’m not going to go on about all thatbecause it is already well documented. Amazing. Beautiful. Instead, I will simply share some of the moments and pictures that have made this experienceextraordinary…

Fête de la Musique and Surfing Biarritz

It was a better week in week 2. On Thursday night we hit the Ogilvy summer party where the husband made surf-love to a new friend when he was invited to Biarritz for the weekend - some sun and some surf. As of this report he is not back yet but I expect to see a blissed-out, glassy-eyed, lover of waves fully rejuvenated later tonight. That is, if he can get to our apartment.

Urban Living 1

I thought that getting my kid into school in NYC was overly complicated and time consuming. Then I spoke with my friend about little league baseball in Chicago.