




Lily at the Louvre
Lily at the Arc de Triomphe
You have to love facebook – a friend from Spain who I lost contact with found me on facebook only a week ago and she just happened to be in Paris working for a few weeks so we were able to meet up for lunch and a stroll around Paris. We had not seen Isabel for about five years so it was wonderful to see her.
We were able to spend a few hours at Musee D’Orsay, one of my favourite museums – I wasn’t quite sure on the Lily factor but thank goodness she enjoyed looking at all the pretty colours as much as we did.
View of Montmartre from Musee D’Orsay
I am not looking forward to joining the masses doing the christmas shopping when we get home but nothing could be as chaotic as our experience at Galleries Lafayette – complete madness! It was like being in the mosh pit at a concert but you were actually in a department store with people buying Prada, Tiffanys, Louis Vuitton (btw we were flicking through The Times newspaper and who would you expect to be the next face of Louis Vuitton? Scarlett Johannson perhaps, no, the latest advertisement features Mikhail Gorbachev!). The shoe department is like a dream come true but the hundreds of people (and the lack of enough money) meant you couldn’t really enjoy it for all it’s worth. I left with only a new hat but I was glad to get out of there, you could feel your stress levels drop when you walked out the doors.
It was so lovely to be in Paris again and it was wonderful that the winter weather allowed us time to walk the streets and since we had been there before we were able to take in more of the real Paris rather than just the famous sites. It’s getting a little sad now since we only have a few days left here in Provence then five days in London and then we are back home in time for family dinner on the 12th. In saying that we are happy to be coming home after over four months away and plus Lily is looking forward to being naked more often.
We will miss the French pop music (even though I have little idea of what they are singing, but Michael likes Vanessa Paradis’ latest song), the endless aisles of Carrefour, all of those croissants and delicious pastries, good value French wine and champagne, and of course the shopping – although we are paying for it now as we are packing. Monty is proving to be a bit of a challenge to fit into the suitcase but he has to come home!
On our way to Venice we went to Lake Garda and stayed in Sirmione which is a cute little town on the southern end of the lake situated on a pennisula. It has the obligatory old town but since it is getting close to winter there was not much open and strolling around the town felt like walking through a ghost town - there was noone around but we were able to find a gelato place so it was all good. We much preferred the scenery of Lake Como but Lake Garda was still impressive - it reminded me of a little version of Chicago as the lake looked more like an ocean since you could not see the other side because of all of the winter mist.
'Romeo Romeo where for art thou Romeo'...no we did not shout it from Juliet's balcony on our stopover in Verona but we did have a great lunch at a little cafe in a side street and Michael finally drank a decent coffee since being away.
Lily is not rolling around so much anymore as she is trying to crawl and is attempting the commando move and manages to move forward little by little but gets more frustrated than anything. We feel a little bad since she has not really had loads of floor time over the last month since we have been on the move so much but we make up for it by sharing our bed (not so much by choice).
I think Lily is looking forward to home cooking again (or at least the French jar food) since the Italian jars leave much to be desired - it is the first time she hasn't enjoyed her food and that says a lot!
We are now on our way back to the villa and are hoping to go to Paris next week now that the French transport workers have ended their strike. Shame on President Sarkozy wanting to cut back on the endless benefits given to all government workers which is unsustainable for the future economy.
Unfortunately with Lily we couldn’t do any walks (well we could have but she is getting too heavy to carry for long periods) so we were limited to driving instead. The winding roads took us through the mountains up towards Cirque de Gavarnie and the scenery was absolutely spectacular.
Since a few of the mountain passes were closed due to ice we took the safe option and drove the motorway to Foix. Ho hum not much to see there apart from a castle which stands guard over the town.
It was a great coincidence that my cousin Warren and his girlfriend Merci were staying near Carcassonne for the week and we just happened to be there at the same time. It was great to catch up with them since I had not seen Warren for a couple of years as he has been living in London. They took us to a great restaurant in nearby Minerve and the food was absolutely divine – I didn’t actually think we would get to take Lily to a Michelin star restaurant but she was so well behaved even though one of the waitresses paid her no attention. We stayed the night with them in LaRedonte and Warren is convinced that Lily has the Lum nose!
The old city of Carcassonne
Lily with Warren and Merci
After a lunch stop at Aigues Mortes, we spoilt ourselves on our last night of the roadtrip with a four star hotel in Arles, home to Vincent Van Gogh for a time. Unfortunately we were there on a Monday so everything was closed. We did get to see the café thought to be painted by Van Gogh in ‘Café Terrace at Night’ and I ate the best palmier since being in France.
The four of us (including Monty) are back in our villa now and it is good to be back. As much as we enjoyed being on the road for four weeks it is nice to be in the one place for a while and I think Michael had had enough of being our pack horse. Yesterday at home Lily seemed to get bored so we took her to Carrefour to people watch and get supplies – she got used to being on the move and seeing loads in a day but at least here she can enjoy homecooked meals instead of jar food. I think she appreciates all of the space here since she is rolling around everywhere and trying to crawl but not really getting anywhere…yet.
Having said that we are not in Provence for long, on Sunday we head to Lake Como in Italy for a few days in Bellagio.
Also, through much deliberation we’ve agreed that at some point we need to get back to reality so we will be home on 12 December. I can’t believe it is almost time to come home…..
We had a very brief stop in Nantes for nothing more than a place to sleep and a stroll around the food markets the next morning. It was all we really could do since it was a public holiday in France – they have more public holidays than anywhere else in the world.
When we planned this trip one of the stipulations was that we stay at a beautiful old chateau and we found the perfect one in Saumur in the Loire region - Chateau de Verrieres. We stayed in the Le Papillon room which reminds me of a brilliant French movie of the same name about a little girl, an old man and of course butterflies.
One of the most wonderful things about this trip is driving through the French countryside during autumn. It is hard not to enjoy the vibrant colours of the leaves drifting off the trees – the drive through the Champagne region has been the prettiest by far.
Since we were traveling mid-season we did not expect to encounter any issues with accommodation and plus we didn’t really know where we were going to spend the next night but in some places it has not been easy to find a bed, especially when we arrived into Bordeaux at 6pm on the Friday night of a long weekend! Luckily we found a tiny room so we didn’t have to stay out of town. I was not expecting Bordeaux to be as nice as it was – it has a huge boulevard with the city set along a river and of course there are all the shops the three of us love…like Zara.
The next day we took a leisurely drive to Cap Ferret through the national park and once again found it hard to find a bed for the night. A few hotels in the smaller places are starting to close for the winter even though there are still loads of people around so we ended up in a small village on the coast for the night.
Michael caught the surfing bug when we were in Portugal and Hossegor is one of the best surfing spots in France. A combination of Michael struggling with a lower back injury and there being no surf he didn’t take a board out. But we found a great hotel with a view over the lake so we stayed for a couple of days.
We took a day trip to Biarritz on Monday. Supposedly it is the choice holiday spot for the Paris jetset now. We weren’t overly taken by the place but it has a nice main beach. Once again we managed to arrive after 2pm so found it hard to find somewhere still serving lunch. Plus all of the shops in France close between midday and 3-4pm so we had a nice stroll on along the beach. The opening/closing hours in France take a while to get used to.
Lily still had a bad cough so it was off to the doctor again in Hossegor – once again we were told she just needs to ride it out. She has been her normal happy self so I think it is bothering us more than her.
Latest stats
Weight: 8.5kgs
Length: 69cm
Head circumference: 44cm
I was concerned that she had not put on a lot of weight since she was weighed in Ireland a few months ago but the doctor assured me that she is certainly not wasting away. She certainly still has those cheeks and those beautiful chubby thighs!
We on the other hand are definitely putting on weight. It’s hard not to with all of those croissants, millefeilles and macaroons. Not to mention the formule menu for lunch and dinner! Even though you know you only want one course for lunch the restaurants all serve two or three courses for the same price as a main meal so you may as well get the menu and we’re suckered in to it everyday! We really should know better.