Summer is speeding toward us. For me, that means soon heading off to France for a month or so. This week will begin a frantic week of list-making as I start packing now and getting all my house ducks in a row. As I look forward to France, I’d love to have your suggestions for two things.
First, tell me what you want to see pictures of. Each year I pick one or two themes for my photographs, e.g., dogs or blue shutters. What would you like to see in France? Someone has already suggested road signs. What’s your desire?
Second, what kind of stories do you want? Do you want to hear about the museums outside of Paris (still not sure if I’ll spend any time there)? Do you want to hear about the food, or the transportation, or habits of the natives? What makes you curious?
Just tell me in the comments box what intrigues you about that country and I’ll see if I can offer it to you next month. Meanwhile, I’ll leave you with a travel story from August 2009 that I was reminded of as I spent Monday chasing down quilt barns.
First, tell me what you want to see pictures of. Each year I pick one or two themes for my photographs, e.g., dogs or blue shutters. What would you like to see in France? Someone has already suggested road signs. What’s your desire?
Second, what kind of stories do you want? Do you want to hear about the museums outside of Paris (still not sure if I’ll spend any time there)? Do you want to hear about the food, or the transportation, or habits of the natives? What makes you curious?
Just tell me in the comments box what intrigues you about that country and I’ll see if I can offer it to you next month. Meanwhile, I’ll leave you with a travel story from August 2009 that I was reminded of as I spent Monday chasing down quilt barns.
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Joys of Flying Solo
When women friends (never men) hear that I like to travel alone, these situations are exactly what they worry about when they cluck “How brave” or “Isn’t it dangerous to do that? -- as if I were backpacking through Zimbabwe instead of simply riding Britain’s National Rail line or driving to Tennessee for a couple of days to wander through Iris City Gardens or walking the 10 kilometer path from Oberwolfach to Wolfach in Germany or strolling down Lower Broadway in Nashville at 2 a.m., taking pictures of the crowds and the neon and ducking into the clubs hoping to hear Music City’s next big star. Right after those responses comes the predictable, “Aren’t you lonely doing that?” But I’m up for hitting the road alone at the drop of a hat. (Continue reading)
6 comments:
I'd love to hear about the food you eat in France. I'm reading A Homemade Life by Molly Wizenberg, and she mentions France's largest outdoor market on the boulevard Richard Lenoir. I'm not sure if you're into that kind of thing or if the market is even still there, but it would be fun to see pictures if it strikes your fancy. Have a great trip!
Hi, Jen. I won't be doing Paris food markets but the Dijon food market is fabulous. I will add "food" to my list for the summer. I'm going to try to take photos of all the meals I eat at restaurants this year. Last year was a little haphazard.
Julie, I don't know if you're a carb lover like I am, but I'd love to see photos of baked goods! The croissants in Paris are to die for and I'm miss seeing how flaky they are! ha! I would love for you to blog about the habits of the natives. I'm curious to discover what makes French people tick. Oh, and you have nothing but my admiration for traveling alone. This is something I've never done but after reading your post, I'm inspired! Note to self: Add solo travel to bucket list! :)
Baked goods added to the list, Bella. And you definitely need to travel solo, even if you never leave your region of the world. I believe every woman should 1)live by herself and pay her own rent and electric bill before getting married and 2)hit the road alone regularly throughout her life, even if it's just a series of overnight trips.
I'd love to the see the countryside.
I love the countryside, too, Cora. So many classic "French" photos like the one at the top of my page.
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