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Imagine a Caribbean nation where village church steeples mingle with palm trees, the scent of baking croissants melds with that of passion fruit, and the island’s liquid soul—rum—is spelled with an h. I’m not sure what I was expecting when my plane landed in Fort-de-France, Martinique’s capital. In retrospect, the word “France” in the city’s name…
“They’re calling, ‘Look at us, look at us dance,’” my guide shouts as she sways to the complex percussion rhythms and insistent call-and-response of the ten-man gwo-ka group that saturates this shabby sidewalk stretch in Pointe-à-Pitre, the principal city in Guadeloupe. “This is more than music,” she continues, cupping her hands to my ear. “This is a…
The family vacation, like the concept of family itself, has evolved. Kids are traveling with grandma or a single parent or an indulgent uncle (or all three). However you define your kin, this Parisian itinerary is all relative.
The last thing I expected to discover in Bayonne, the scrappy Basque town in southwestern France known for its salt-dried ham, was the most luscious hot chocolate to ever cross my lips, a velvety concoction coiffed with a dome of froth and sipped from a delicate, rose-bedecked porcelain cup in a turn-of-the-century chocolaterie beneath the ancient hulking arcades…
After spending five days in and around St. Pete, I felt something mildly addicting about the whole place. Beyond the dreamy beaches I found a stiletto-free, thinking-person’s Florida where glassblowing is art, shuffleboard is cool, mid-century modern lives, local craft beer trumps $15 cocktails, and the sun shines an average of 361 days a year.
“The village school is just over there,” says the Mayor of Romagne-sous-Montfaucon, site of the largest American cemetery in Europe. “Our teacher taught us a song, and we put flowers on the graves.” Inhaling the lilac-scented air, I’m finding it hard to reconcile that this emerald strip of France’s Lorraine region once roiled with battles along World War I’s infamous western front.
A hundred years after the start of World War I, northeastern France is in the spotlight, providing a beautiful backdrop to experience in person the horror and heroism of the Great War.
Bordeaux, my French family’s hometown, revolves around the seasons of wine. Harvest. Dormancy. Budbreak. Ripening. And whatever the season, there’s always some wine-related party, festival, or “open house” event going on in and around town. Here’s my list of the top yearly wine events, all within an hour’s drive of the city.
Here they are — ten kid-friendly things you can do in and around the Louvre in Paris.
Since James Hilton imagined Shangri-La in his bestselling 1933 novel Lost Horizon, a host of Himalayan areas have laid claim to this earthly Eden. But only one place—Zhongdian in China’s southwestern Yunnan Province—has officially gone by the name Shangri-La County since 2001.