The other day I bought bread. Not sliced bread and not bread that’s been stored on a shelf for days on end. I bought a fresh baguette that had been baked in store. I paid less than 1 euro, and to pair, I picked up fromage a tartinare, which is a garlic cheese spread.
I had a magical night bar hopping with a group of non-French people who were spending time in Le Mans, same as me. We’d decided the night was called, “Drunk Day,” and it started at the bar, O Brassin Belge, though I was told its nickname was, The Belgian Bar.
Le Mans puts on a show called, La Nuit Des Chimeres from July until September. It is a light show which uses projection mapping on the historical landmarks of Le Mans to tell the story of the chimera.
This is a short recording from a local park down the street. The park has walkways, sitting areas, a large fountain with smaller spouts for children to play among, a playground with swings and slides, and slopes of soft, grassy hills which I sat on while recording this audio.
By Alexandra Dupuis This past weekend, I made the long, long drive from Farmington all the way to Philadelphia. I drove into Springfield, MA where I met up with my … Continue Reading Greetings, From Philadelphia
One of the phenomenons that interests me immensely in France is looking/listening to the French people and spying those traits in humans that are universal.
by Zach Roberge, River Editor Let’s imagine I was building one of these back home. I’d be up on slanted plywood in my glow-in-the-dark van shoes One foot elevated higher … Continue Reading A French Roof
These are stories of me, Zach Roberge, River Editor, and my time in France this Summer, 2017.