well, its friday. enough french lessons for one week, im burned out. today i had to give a presentation on life in the US of A…in front of the class, in french!! mon dieu! but i muddled through somehow, and everyone seemed to really enjoy it, seems the Swedes in particular are enamored with America.…

woke up to bugs this morning!! little; itty bitty ants or so they appear to be. everyone in my french class learned the french terms for ants, roaches, bug bomb, etc today!! watercolor group this afternoon, hosted/taught by Miss Janet, a lovely Swiss lady of nearly 90! i really enjoy the structured time for just…

my french course has come to the point that my previous schooling left off at…so now i really have to study, not just jog my memory. i'm feeling a little stressed out, overwhelmed i think. at the four week point, it begins to set in that this is not a holiday. and i've been too…

note newest link; English Osteopath. that is Rachael, whom i am currently housesitting for and the gal who has been kind enough to take me around town, get me liquored up, …..

sorry that my links were invisible for a bit there; thanks to brother Thomas for helping me with the goof up.

i may have a new enterprise to add to my already hectic schedule…toting Irish expats around to look for property, translating, etc. and through some odd twist relating to the great potato famine, mom may qualify for an Irish passport, thus making me applicable as well and under EU status. well, i'll be damned. those…

the Mistral winds are blowing hard today, even though the sun is shining fiercly. regardez! knickers everywhere! i am begining my house sitting today, have the luxury of a computer in the house…but a french keyboard, so forgive the typos. i am "flat sitting" for Rachael, the British osteopath mom intorduced me too, she has…

the gorgeous views are above the rooftops. the old town (vieulle) of Nice; a long winding walk, steeper in spans of minutes, above the street then above the road and then again above the rooftops, and then above the sea….Nice, like all French cities, has a colosal ferris wheel….lights on, golden sparkles in the golden…

the barrier is coming down…the little lady next door, whom i see at the same time every morning with her little dog as i'm walking my little dog actually nodded to me this morning! that is a very big thing….and the young gals at the cyber cafe recognize (and acknowledge) me on the street, but…

Mom -international adventurer and proud Capitaine of sailboat Tishie Mae (her childhood nickname), living in Antibes in the south of France. does not speak French. mother, advisor, supporter and occasional tormentor.