We’ll Always Have Paris
The first time I went to Paris without a chaperone, I wandered the Left Bank, clutching a dog-eared copy of Hemingway’s “A Moveable Feast” in one hand, a baguette in the other. I was a walking cliché of an American student in Paris. Trooping…
Pink and Blue Summer in the South of France
Nice and la Côte d’Azur: Ever since F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald landed in the south of France during the Roaring Twenties, the Côte d’Azur has been imbued with romantic visions of a glamorous life along the shores of the Mediterranean. Fitzgerald lived…