Posts Tagged "France"

Friday Photo: Autumn

Posted by on Sep 21, 2012 in Features, Photo of the Week, Starry-Eyed Snapshots | 1 comment

Friday Photo: Autumn

Tomorrow marks the first day of Autumn in the Northern Hemisphere – it is the Autumn Equinox – that special time of year when the seasons are actually equal all over the world and we have an equal amount of night and day. It’s a beautiful  moment in the year.

 

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Photo Friday: Fruits Glacés

Posted by on Apr 13, 2012 in Features, Photo of the Week, Starry-Eyed Snapshots | 1 comment

Photo Friday: Fruits Glacés

Throughout April, we are celebrating food with everything from the weird to the wonderful from around the world. For this Photo Friday, we’re at the wonderful end of the scale…

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Photo Friday: The Artist

Posted by on Feb 17, 2012 in Features, Photo of the Week, Starry-Eyed Snapshots | 0 comments

Photo Friday: The Artist

It’s another art-themed Photo Friday, and this time, it’s about being an artist. So often, I find that travel and creativity go hand in hand. Both artists and travellers experience the world in a similar way; they absorb everything around them, they notice the detail that others miss, they have a desire to capture a moment and express it in their own style.

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A guide to the Pyrénées-Orientales

Posted by on Jan 5, 2012 in Features, Practical Information, Starry-Eyed Guides | 2 comments

A guide to the Pyrénées-Orientales

Forget the tricolore, France’s southernmost département flies the striped red-and-yellow flag of Catalonia, a sign of its separate culture and turbulent history. The area was wrested back and forth between France and Spain in a centuries’-long tussle and though nowadays it has become fairly frenchified, the old language, Occitan – and even modern-day Catalan – still influences the strange, nasal ajbjfkkFDGDGDGjfkDJBSKFJKDJ French you hear in these parts.

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Winter in Languedoc-Roussillon

Posted by on Jan 2, 2012 in Features, Starry-Eyed Tales | 6 comments

Winter in Languedoc-Roussillon

It was the start of November and Perpignan, my temporary hometown in the South of France, was still balmy and warm. Women, trying to copy the latest fashions from Paris, sweltered in their chic coats and chunky scarves – only the die-hard fashionistas kept them on for more than five minutes. We had a sneaking suspicion that the heating in our charming, if somewhat ramshackle, house might not be entirely functioning, but that didn’t matter. It was still summer weather, as far as we were concerned.

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