I never knew there was so much to do in Normandy. Despite it being so close to England, I haven’t explored the northern coast of France since I moved to London. But now that I’m here, I’m finding enough to fill four days and plenty more to bring me back again. From what I’ve seen, these are the five best places to travel in Normandy…
I’ve never driven a car onto a train before. It feels odd, and yet strangely exciting. As the wheels roll up the ramp and down the long, narrow corridor, I feel like I’m about to traverse into another world. And in a sense, I am. I’m traveling from England to France, leaving the cliffs of Dover for the ports of Seine-Maritime as I embark on a trip to discover the best seafood festivals in Normandy.
What do you do on your millionth visit to a city? There’s an endless supply of travel guides offering tips for first and second visits, but when you’ve worked and lived in a city, it can be difficult to find new things to discover on each successive trip. I love Paris, but when my Eurostar train pulls into Gare du Nord and I arrive at Hotel Le Bristol, I’m not sure if I’m going to find anything new this time. But then I discover 8 secret courtyards in Paris that make me fall even more in love with the City of Light.
It’s harvest time in Burgundy. Velvety purple grapes hang heavy on the vines, and all throughout the Cote de Beaune and Cote de Nuits, families, relatives, and friends move slowly through the fields in the culmination of a year’s work. Given there’s no perfect way to time a visit to wine country with the harvest, I’m lucky to be here during this especially active period. And the best thing about being in Burgundy now is that I discover that as fascinating as the harvest is, there’s a lot more to this region of France than just the wine. Here’s how I found its secrets…
It wasn’t until I moved to the east coast of the US that I heard ‘summer’ used as a verb. Wealthy New Yorkers summered in the Hamptons, Bostonians on Cape Cod. I had always summered right at home in California, and thought them all suckers for having to relocate just to go to the beach. They were smug; I was lucky. But now that I’m in Europe I understand their challenge, and this week I’ve discovered how to summer like a Parisian on a secret little island called the Ile de Re.
When I was a child, I wanted nothing more than to ski in the Alps. I imagined traveling to a romantic and sophisticated land where chic women in fur-hooded onesies skied effortlessly down the mountains while speaking perfect French and sipping Swiss hot chocolate. I wanted so much to be one of those women, and now I am…
It’s no secret that this year’s ski season in the French Alps hasn’t had the snowiest start. While most resorts are open, many aren’t operating at full capacity yet. But even with less snow than normal, there is still a lot to do in places like Tignes.
I haven’t skied in nine years. In fact, I haven’t skied outside of California. But skiing in the French Alps has been on my to-do list forever, and now that I’m in Courchevel I finally have my chance. The only problem is that I’m afraid I won’t remember how.
Paris Fashion Week starts today. I was in the city over the weekend, and big preparations were underway. But fashion isn’t the only kind of art in Paris, and my trip to the City of Light focused as much on other kinds of art as it did on the upcoming catwalk shows. In fact, my time there was artistic all around.
If Paris is the heart of France, Lyon is the stomach. The city in the southeast is best known for food, which ranges from delightfully smelly cheese to the famous quenelle, a lighter-than-brioche savory puff pastry. Given my equally strong loves of France and food, traveling to Lyon is high on my to-do list.