Or should I say Bonjour par France!
To be honest, the countdown started long ago but a daily posts starting at 78 days would get tiresome pretty quickly.
I love a good decorative door. It’s an art form that we seem to have lost in our modern culture, seeing doors simply as a means of entering and exiting a building rather than a potential site for beautifying an otherwise boring building exterior.
When walking down the streets of Ottawa you are almost as likely to hear French as you are English. Being the National Capital of a country with a sizeable French population the City of Ottawa is an officially bilingual city, so the two languages co-exist here peacefully (for the most part).
I’m not going to lie, our trip to Croatia didn’t go exactly to plan.
I didn’t always live the life of a globetrotting ex-pat. At one time I lived a life quite the opposite of the one I live now; small and sheltered, and filled with self-doubt and fear.
There are few sights more magical than the Eiffel Tower glowing in the darkness. Since 1985 the tower has been lit from the inside by 336 projectors equipped with high-pressure, yellow-orange sodium lamps, and today the gleaming tower is an icon the world over.
Quick! What’s the first think you think about when you hear the words “New Zealand”? The breathtaking scenery? The wildlife? Orcs marching across the land?
Why is today an excited day you ask? Well, because my mom arrives from Canada in T -12 hours! Yay!
Today my thoughts about shadows are more of the figurative variety than the literal. Today I’m thinking about the shadows of the past, in particular one of the most shaping experiences of my life.