Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Change is good

So much has changed since my last post, so very much. The nocturnal novelist has not been so nocturnal lately.

To make a long story short (for once!), I left my tiny flat in London, hopped aboard the Queen Mary to New York, and then drove cross-country without a map until I fell in love with a home in Colorado. To make this more complicated (which i must subconsciously love to do?) I did all this while pregnant. That's right, because sailing over the rough waters of the Atlantic and then driving thousands of miles in a car is just the sort of the thing a pregnant woman loves to do. Well, not so much. But it seemed like a good idea at the time!

Just a few months later, my husband and I welcomed our beautiful son, Auguste David, into this big, big world.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Cape Town Harbor














With the mesmerizing ocean at center stage and the majestic Table Mountain as the backdrop, Cape Town's Waterfront is a magical place. Even though August is known as South Africa's wet & windy winter, it felt so good to just sit under the sun and watch the yachts float by. There is a small white bridge near the Clock Tower that lets pedestrians cross the small channel to Quay 4. The bridge swings off to the right every time a large ship wants to pass through, and then returns into place for pedestrians.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Cape Town: Music at the Waterfront


Steel Drum Band





Electric Gas-Can Guitar


Saturday, August 9, 2008

Thanks for not losing it, but...

I have only one question to ask of Cape Town International Airport:

How does an airport lose not my luggage.... but the wheels of my luggage?

A just-over-the-weight-limit luggage bag without ANY wheels is not the best way to start off of your travels! Yikes.. I better keep my mouth shut because I still have the return trip to worry about! My luggage is already so tattered as it is. Sure the Samsonite label is all but melting away, and the front zipper has completely stopped working for the small front pocket, and the black nylon looks, well, it's seen better days ... but at least I could be thankful that it had wheels!

I had already been warned about this second largest airport in South Africa "rifling" through checked luggage, but what the heck could have happened on the runway to totally rip those wheels right off? I don't even want to think about it.

Other than the wheel debacle, the Cape Town airport was a breeze and only 20 km from the city center. Not bad after a 16 hour flight from London!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I see London, I see France...





















Stunning blue waters. Palm tree-lined boulevards. Butter-yellow buildings with almond-green shutters. And endless raspberry tarts. I must be in France!

My long holiday in Nice, France sure melted away the stress and worries of busy London! I had a wonderful time there exploring the city and enjoying the sunshine. It was quite an emotional, surreal experience finally seeing the neighborhood "La Madeleine" where my mom, Jacqueline, spent her childhood and where five generations of our family go back. All I really had as a starting point was a dusty old photo album and so I felt like a detective exploring Nice and trying to match up areas and landmarks I came across with these very old photos. I finally could see the setting for all those family stories I heard from my Mom and grandparents. It was the trip of a lifetime for me and the perfect way to spend my birthday on the 5th!

Friday, June 27, 2008

My Top 5 Favorite Things to do in London

Now that it has been officially six months since I've first moved to London, I'll be honest and say that the incessant noise and stressful, frantic pace of London gets to me sometimes... well, more than sometimes. Just about all the time, really.

But luckily, I found a few favorite places that I enjoy so much here that I can forget all about it and escape... even if it's only for a moment.

1. A weekend afternoon at Borough Market
If there's one thing that can make me feel better, it's food. Located just south of the River Thames, near the London Bridge Station, this outdoor market is HUGE. Fresh produce abound, and so does every tasty delicacy you can imagine. Thursdays are quiet and Fridays and Saturdays are positively bustling. Best of all, the stand-owners and shop-keeps are immensely knowledgeable and usually quite excited to discuss their specialty items with you. I always come back with delicious cheeses and French Sea Salt and an amazing box of whole black peppercorns that I swear smells like spicy rose petals. Bonus: there's plenty of BBQ so my husband is always excited to accompany me.

2. A picnic in Regents Park
Although this gorgeous, well-maintained park is so huge that I get tired just thinking about walking through all of it, this one makes my list for a top place for an impromptu picnic. My favorite spot is in under a tree, right in front of the winding river where dozens of white swans drift ever so elegantly along the water. Just add a fresh baguette, some Milano Salami, creamy blue cheese and a bottle of red wine and you have yourself a perfect picnic for two. Once that summer breeze starts to blow through the tree branches above, you can't help but lay back on your blanket and fall asleep.

3. Night out at the Duke of Cambridge.
There's nothing quite like a night out with your favorite girlfriends at your local Organic Pub. This one in Islington is nothing short of fantastic as a regular spot simply because the entire menu changes weekly! The only problem is if you fall in love with a dish... because it might not be there the next week (I'm looking at you, pot-of-chocolate dessert!). The vibe is very laid back with (gasp!) plenty of room. Dozens of huge wooden tables fill the space making it a perfect place for conversations and uncontrollable laughter with friends. Isn't that the best therapy? I'm also very pleased that organic white wine doesn't give me the slightest headache at all.

4. A sunny afternoon at the Narrow Boat
Yes, it rains a lot in London. Okay, it rains all the time. But once in a while, there will be a stunningly gorgeous afternoon that is filled with sunshine. But those moments can be fleeting and so I've learned what other Londoners have learned: when it's sunny, take advantage of it, because it won't last. And so if it's sunny I love to head over to the tiny little riverside restaurant, The Narrow Boat. Set right beside the canal, the view of the sun through the trees is downright therapeutic when you can grab a table in the patio.

5. A stroll through Camden Passage
Living on a busy main street definitely has its drawbacks: 24-hour double-decker buses that make the ground tremble, a mass of very-quick walking people that fill the entire sidewalk, terrible traffic noise of angry honks and screeching brakes. If it weren't for the quaint little network of side alley called Camden Passage to detour my walk home, I'd go mad altogether. Camden Passage is usually quiet, lined with cobblestone and filled with lovely shops and cafes, but it's also home to a village of antique dealers (the rarest tea cups and lithographs in all of England, perhaps). My favorite is the man who always sells antique jewelry right beside his collection of horrifyingly old, yellowed dentures in a silver dish. This antique market is deliciously odd but the perfect detour and the even more perfect escape.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Upcoming Trips

July: Nice, France
August: Cape Town, South Africa
September: Bruges, Belgium

I'm hoping I'll be able to squeeze Basel, Switzerland in there too, but I'm not sure just yet. Keeping my fingers crossed!

What Do You Mean, a "Feet Festival?"


I just returned from a short holiday in the beautiful village-town of Lanshut, Germany. It was absolutely gorgeous. After reaching the six-month mark of living in the frantic city of London, it was definitely a welcome and much needed change. Lanshut rests near the Mosel River and is surrounded by endless rolling hills dotted with vineyards and evergreens. It felt so good to hear nothing but the still quiet of nature. I already miss it!

My visit coincided with their annual "Viez" Festival on Saturday night. Pronounced "feets", Viez is their local apple wine and tastes like a very tart apple cider. There's also plenty of music and curry-bratwurst! For just three Euros, I got a glass and entry into the huge open grassy area, completely surrounded by thick, deer-filled forests. I then navigated my way through the dozen giant, competing bonfires that blazed under the stars. With the entire town in attendance, the festival began at sundown and continued on well past morning . The Viez bar is in the center and bigger groups ordered their Viez in large plastic watering cans that your neighbor might use to water her roses. The festival got much rowdier as the night went on, but for the most part everyone was in very good spirits.

"Prost!"

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Back Across the Pond

My visit to the States was wonderful... but it does feel a little strange to have left it again for London. Still, my Islington flat is starting to finally feel like home. I think a lot has to do with the sun actually beginning to shine in England! Thank goodness for Spring. One more dark day of winter and I probably would have just stayed in bed.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Dear Isabelle on NPR!

I just found out that I will be getting interviewed on
NPR on this Friday, May 9th at 10:30a-11a.
I will be in the studio discussing Dear Isabelle with
Michael on KNPR-FM, Las Vegas (88.9).

If you're not in the Las Vegas area, you can listen live
on the web at http://www.knpr.org/index.cfm

Tune in!

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