We headed to our home away from home (it is almost embarrassing: this was our sixth time in Rouen) in search of cheap shopping (soldes is even better when the prices did not start out at Parisian levels), the swimming pool, and air conditioning. We found all of the above, though getting there (multiple canceled …
Nearly two weeks later (noticing a trend?) I feel inclined, if not particularly compelled, to muse on this year’s réveillon festivities. In no particular order: Eating before the party (something we didn’t do last year) was a good call (the party progression is champagne pre-game, six courses (each with a wine pairing and with the …
From the never-posted archive, because we’ll be there again this year (and sleeping or in the sauna) when this post goes up: I don’t recall what I was searching for, but I was flipping through the pictures on my phone and ran across those that we took on New Year’s Eve. Further to finding the …
In my anger at USAA last week (hey bank, yeah, you: Fuck you.), I managed to forget that we went to Rouen. This fourth journey to Rouen (unfortunately there’s a post detailing our New Year’s Eve exploits sitting in a text file somewhere; I think it would be a little weird to add it now) …
It was with sodden hearts (the rain…my god, the rain in Normandy) and cold toes (we had to camp out in the unheated train station for a couple of hours as we waited for our Intercités back to Paris) that we said goodbye to Rouen on Sunday; our third European jaunt indeed proved to be the …
Fezzik In Paris 