Posts with tag ”france”
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Vineyards of southern France
French wines are deeply ingrained in the national culture and are produced in a wide variety of styles. But there can be a vast difference in taste, aroma and other characteristics, depending on the region.
Having champagne in Champagne
I rolled into the Champagne region with the sort of expectation that comes from a steady reputation. That every vineyard smells of yeast, every cellar echoes with history and every bottle hides a story. What I found was all that, plus proud stories, dark tunnels and a lot more respect for what goes into that sparkling glass.
Chasing memories in Paris
Yesterday I wandered through the streets of Paris. The sun illuminated the golden statues on the roof of Opera Garnier, a familiar sight I’ve walked past many times, but this time I saw them differently.
Movie locations around the world
This is the first part of my quest for finding movie locations around the world. Contents: Mission Impossible, Talented Mr Ripley, Lost in Translation, Fellowship of the Ring, Highlander, French Connection, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain, Die Another Day, Interview with the Vampire, The Beach, Rendition, La Dolce Vita, Moulin Rouge.
Review: The Terminal Man
Some books are best read in the place where they happened. I first opened The Terminal Man while waiting for a flight at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris.
The seedy past of Marseille
As I walked along the streets of Marseille, my thoughts went to the seedy streets from the 1971 movie “French Connection” and wondered how much it had changed in 40 years.
Sweet days in Provence
Nice is beautiful in its own way, with fading glamour and tired charm. But after wandering down Promenade des Anglais, listening to waves, watching tourists and dogs, I felt like I’d seen the postcards. Time to wander beyond them.
With the Terminal man at Charles de Gaulle
I was recently sitting at Charles de Gaulle Airport, killing time between flights and reading The Terminal Man, the memoir of Mehran Karimi Nasseri. He is the Iranian refugee who somehow managed to spend sixteen years living in Terminal 1.
Smelling the croissants in Paris
Paris is a lucid dream wrapped in a pocket of reality, garnished by endless amounts of dog litter. I’ve trod these dirty pavements before, but the city always gives me something new.