Tag: <span>Paris</span>

There’s this point in Odysseus’ quest when he lands on a shore the farthest point from home: the Underworld.   Odysseus takes his sword and very, very carefully digs a…

Thoughts and Musings Wanderings and Travel

I usually don’t expect travel to result in regret.  Nostalgia, sure.  A marrow-deep slurry of wistfulness that the Portuguese call saudade, absolutely.  But regret?  Not so much.  Travel always somehow…

Intentional Living Wanderings and Travel

The day after Thanksgiving, those Parisians leaned tee-pees of wrapped Christmas trees against street corner newspaper stands, grocery market entrances, charcuterie doors, patisserie awnings.  Christmas had arrived in Paris.  Christmas…

Memories