We unfortunately can’t escape from tipping, even if we thing “it’s expensive enough with the taxes and everything”. We need to tip here in the United States! We’ve been here for almost one year, so
It’s started snowing last night when I was on my way home. Stuck in my coat, my glasses blurred by the cold and my hands frozen on my bike, I thought of the dreamy weekend
For the last months, we were overwhelmed by a lot of information about the campaign (I even got cupcakes “democrat” and “republican” – my favorite product from these election). Fortunately, we don’t belong to a
United States are Friends country. Since I believe everything I’m told, I was expecting to have a group a friends with whom I could go out for a beer, or tell all my secrets to
October 31st, my first Halloween in the United States. We usually don’t celebrate Halloween in France: “commercial” and “it’s not our tradition” are the two main arguments for being blase about it… But here, it’s huge.
Salem, the witch town, is not far away from Boston. Hurricane Sandy was getting close,we thought that we didn’t have much time left to visit this city, famous for Halloween celebrations. It was now or
The wind is blowing in Boston. Hurricane Sandy is getting closer. The city is almost shut down, there’s a state emergency. I was asked to work from home today, my yoga class was cancelled, the
Louisiana and New Orleans… I dreamt of these places for years, thanks to books, movies and TV shows… I also had some vague knowledge of some kind of French history in Louisiana, sold a few centuries
A few weeks ago, I ran into the blog of 2 French people from Marseilles (a big city in the South of France) who moved to Boston for 3 years. They are now back in France, too
Last Friday, 5 pm: it was time for me to leave my bunker, aka the cubicle. I went out and took a cab to the Boston airport: I was leaving for 2 days to New Orleans,
Fall… Sometimes I say to myself that I love it: nice late-afternoon light, incredible trees colors, mild wind… And some other times, I’m just sad that the summer is away. But the region is nice
Sleeping was some kind of odd dream I’ve got about the States and specially the road trip we did on the West Coast last summer. Motels were for me a symbol of the United States,