Going where no barge can go … by car
With some trepidation I surreptitiously checked out the guy standing on my right in the cable car taking us up …
With some trepidation I surreptitiously checked out the guy standing on my right in the cable car taking us up …
The two men stood outside Hoop Doet Leven’s wheelhouse. The older man had a full, gray beard and a grin. …
They say the mind retains no specific memory of pain, specific in the sense that on your deathbed you will …
Groundhog Day (or, as they call it in French, or at least in Quebecois, Le Jour de la Marmotte) came …
We drive into Boston every Saturday and spend three hours at the French Cultural Center in the Back Bay, Sandra …
We flew back to the United States on September 11. We know, not a propitious day for flying but, on …
A year-and-a-half cruising the French canals and rivers, south, east and north of Paris. The cities, the history, the food, …
Yes, we’re still in France. No, there haven’t been many blog postings from this summer’s cruising. Sorry about that. As …
What’s different about this summer, our second summer on the barge in France? Well, last summer was all about living …
It rained from about October to the end of May. That isn’t quite accurate. It did not rain at the …
Folks ask us what we do all day. Come on now, what does anybody do all day? Yesterday was a …
Hoop Doet Leven is all painted and pretty. The engine started instantly after its winter hibernation. We broadcast our departure …
We felt such a long way from Boston this week. We wondered about a friend who we knew would be …
Ella Fitzgerald, Doris Day, Frank Sinatra and, of course, Cole Porter, may love Paris in the springtime “when it drizzles,” …
We’ve spent a year living on a boat. Admittedly, we haven’t crossed the Equator, visited exotic South Sea atolls, nor …
We’re approaching our one-year anniversary on the barge in France. Exactly a year ago, Harvey was rehearsing a U.S. Supreme …
Harvey, lying flat on his back on a chilly sidewalk on a side street in Villefrance-sur-Mer on the sunny Cote …
Ah, the holiday season. In the States the season begins, appropriately, on Black Friday, the kickoff to the shopping Superbowl, …
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Huddled around our Godin heating stove during our first French blizzard, this seems like a nice time to write about …
The view out the windows is the same, day after day. After day. After day. All summer we’d look out …
OK, we’ve got to pay for all these fancy meals. Amazon is running a three day promotion on Harvey’s book, …
Come on now, you had to expect a tad of gloating following the U.S. election. Once we got the time …
We’re tied up for the winter, plugged into electricity and wifi (pronounced “weefee”). That – and heat – constitute luxury …
Quotes of note: “I get the urge for going … winter’s closing in.” Joni Mitchell. “Should I stay or should …