Or, more appropriately, planes, trains, automobiles, buses, ferries, subways…
After questions/gentle prodding from several friends over the course of a week or two (shouts outs to Dan, Kiera, cousin Ellen, and Sue Res), I decided it was high time to return to regular blogging. Why did I stop? Several reasons, I suppose, but most notably we have been traveling all. the. time. Which has been mostly awesome, of course, but it’s been hard to get into a rhythm – for exercise, for French lessons, and for blogging.
Most recently I was in Paris for 4 days. As I was making my travel plans I was struck by my new approach to travel here in Europe. Paris is about 300 miles from our home in Brest. In the US, my first thought would be to drive such a distance. In France, though, I had already looked into plane tickets and then purchased my train ticket before it even occurred to me that driving was also an option. However, between the cost (more expensive to drive, including tolls and gas prices that are about double that in the US), the time (5:30 to drive, 3:30 to take the train), and the convenience (on the train I watched movies and started The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, slept, read, wrote Christmas thank you notes!) the train is the obvious choice.
So where have I been since I last wrote to you, dear reader? It’s been a whirlwind: Greece, the South of France, Madeira, Morocco, Lisbon, and back to Greece again. V has traveled even more extensively than I, adding the Canary Islands and French Guiana to that list. As of yesterday, we are happy to be staying put in Brittany for the time being!
Stay tuned this week and next for tales from the road.