And Traveling the World
Bloomsbury is one of my favorite neighborhoods in London. Right smack in the middle of the city, it’s home to the famous British Museum, the beautiful Russell Square, and lots of literary lore (ever heard of the Bloomsbury Group? Yeah, that’s there). So when I had an opportunity to discover where to stay in Bloomsbury last week, I didn’t hesitate to go.
As a Californian, there are certain things I do year-round. Barbecue, for example. Or wear far too few layers in the winter. And let’s not forget going to the beach. When I moved to London, I took those traditions with me. Which is how I found myself at the East Sussex beaches in February.
It’s winter in Rye. The streets are dark when I arrive. A black cat runs across the cobblestones, and I fear it is a bad omen. Then a second crosses my path and I start to worry. Looking up, I see white doves sleeping in the stone nooks of the church above the cemetery, and up ahead the mist obscures the narrow streets and timbered houses.
Today I want to bring you my romantic Paris itinerary. The City of Light inspires love like no other capital. Spending time in this part of France is a great way to ignite the spark or rekindle the flame.
