For years, we vacationed in the village of Courtmacsherry, Ireland and each year we heard the same lament, “Too bad you can’t stay for the festival. It’s the best week to visit.” In my mind, I constructed a mental image:… Read More ›
My husband can’t speak french and never played petanque. But when we moved to Paris, he joined a petanque league. He’s learning the language, the game, and how to survive as an expat.