The Albrechts never locked their door. The family home, in the far reaches of old town Bratislava on Kapitulska Ulica, was both literally and figuratively open each night as a gathering place for local musicians and intelligentsia. A gathering at… Read More ›
This week I completed my first semester of french at the L’Institut Francais; one of life’s little lessons in humility wrapped up in the adorable French Embassy on Old Town Square. My favorite part of class was walking to and from the square thru a beautiful… Read More ›
Paris is one of the world’s great photography cities. To entice my husband to return (I gotta be nice to him, he’s my blog photographer), and in honor of our planned dinner with the most renowned photo editor of the 20th century , I decided… Read More ›
It’s been a long time since dinner with a man evoked butterflies in my stomach. But John G. Morris is the most interesting man in the world. And he lives in Paris, my happy place. Put them together and suddenly two plus two equals so… Read More ›
Some breakups are painful – “Breaking up is hard to do“… There are the famous breakups; John Lennon and Paul McCartney, Ike and Tina Turner, Shaq and Kobe. The Germans blew up the bridge connecting Sturovo and Esztergom on their way out-of-town. It was a painful breakup… Read More ›
The World In Between 