Kathryn and I have been to Don Camillo three times in the last two years. It’s my new favorite pizzeria in Montpellier. Excellent wood-fired pizza, decent table wine, great ambiance, friendly service, and reasonable prices.
This morning we leave Montpellier for a day-long trip to Luxembourg. I’ll send a few status updates from the road, internet permitting.
Kathryn and I made a spontaneous afternoon trip to Sète yesterday, during which we climbed Mont Saint-Clair by foot. I don’t usually use the panoramic mode on my mobile phone camera, but this seemed like a good time to break that habit. The view from about halfway up, looking over the Mediterranean Sea: The view … Continue reading Enjoying the view from the top of Mont Saint-Clair, Sète
One of the things you’re supposed to do when you visit Carcassonne is to try the cassoulet, a dish made with meat and white beans, served like a stew. Kathryn got a photo of hers before she dug in. Our cassoulet was made with a pork sausage and had a roasted duck thigh too. The … Continue reading Cassoulet languedocien, enjoying a hearty lunch in Carcassonne
To follow up on yesterday’s post, we had a lovely time in Carcassonne. We arrived at the train station around 8:15 am, and after spending a few minutes checking out the Canal du Midi, we sat down for a relaxing breakfast before making the roughly half-hour walk to the walled city. Along the way we … Continue reading Carcassonne
It’s the second intermission of the first French hockey match I’ve ever attended. The Montpellier Vipers are hosting the Avignon Something-or-Others. Here are some of my impressions: It’s not much of a crowd. I’d measure the turnout in hundreds, not thousands. Then again, this is a Division 2 match, and since the premier French hockey … Continue reading Hockey in Montpellier, the first French match I’ve attended
It’s about 7:15 am, around the time we’ve been getting out of bed most mornings since our arrival in France, but today we’ve been awake over two hours and are more than one hour into our train ride to Carcassonne. The train rolled out of the station on Beziers several minutes ago, and as the … Continue reading Train ride to Carcassonne
Those of you with good memories may remember the post I wrote years ago describing how Kathryn mocked me for using the word ouais. Number of times I heard Kathryn use the word ouais today: Six.
Yesterday we decided to enjoy a happy-hour round of drinks in one of the several cafes in the busy plaza beneath our apartment in Montpellier. It’s tough to make out the bronze statue in the center of the plaza, partly obscured by the umbrella stand, but it’s of Jean Jaurès, after whom the plaza is … Continue reading Happy hour drinks at Le Tire Bouchon, Montpellier
Kathryn and I arrived a few minutes early our first day of classes. This is the view from the patio where many of us gather during the morning breaks. The street below the patio is Rue St. Guilhem, a busy shopping area with limited access to motor vehicles. Guilhem is the word for William in … Continue reading First day of class at French school in Montpellier
The last two times Kathryn and I were in France, we were impressed by all the fresh vegetables we found at local produce markets, but we were at a loss for how to prepare them. A salad seemed obvious, but the salad dressings in France aren’t particularly tasty. From what I’ve been told, most salads … Continue reading La sauce “ranch”
There was a special Europe-wide event going on this past weekend, the upshot of which was most of the museums in Montpellier were free. We had made other plans for Sunday afternoon, but we abandoned them in favor of visiting the Musée Fabre instead. I don’t know how to describe the permanent collection other than … Continue reading Visiting the Musée Fabre in Montpellier for free
One of the great things about visiting France is being able to attend Sunday Mass in an impressive, medieval stone cathedral like this one in Montpellier: As luck would have it, this cathedral even had a bishop in it this morning. The retired bishop was present to celebrate an event for the young children of … Continue reading Sunday Mass at Cathedrale St. Pierre in Montpellier
Here’s the view from our bedroom as we woke up this morning: The rooftop view comes with a price: four flights of stairs every time we return to our apartment. There aren’t many elevators in this part of Montpellier.
Just a quick update to let everyone know we’re safely at our apartment in Montpellier. The flight was a little late arriving in Paris, but we made our connection and so did our bags.
When Kathryn and I were in Paris in 2013, we ate in several kebab shops. Although I had eaten in French kebab shops when I was younger, usually after or during long nights of drinking, Kathryn, for her part, was totally sober and immediately hooked nonetheless. Meat, potatoes, bread, salt, grease, and just enough lettuce, … Continue reading Sauce Samouraï: “Why have you hidden this from me?”
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything on my blog, so I thought I’d try to get the ball rolling again with this photo from January. I took it as Kathryn and I walked across Place de la Comédie inMontpellier. If I remember correctly, we were on our way back to the apartment after … Continue reading Place de la Comédie, Montpellier, a winter stroll after dark
We had pleasant weather during our stay in France, but it looks like we may have left in the nick of time. (Article in French.)
Neige : l’Hérault, le Gard, l’Aude et les P.-O. en vigilance orange – http://www.midilibre.fr/2015/02/02/la-neige-s-invite-dans-tout-le-languedoc-roussillon-ce-mardi,1119452.php
I was quite tired when I got in last night, so I had something to eat and went straight to bed. Our flights were all more or less on time, and a cousin gave us a ride home from the airport. I have a lot of follow-up posts to write, but for the next few … Continue reading Safely home
We’re back in the United States, having finished all our formalities and waiting at the gate in Atlanta. The Super Bowl is on almost every television screen in the departure area, so we’ll get to see some of the game after all.
I’m sure it’s done other places too, but Montpellier is the first airport where I’ve had to pass through a duty-free shop to get to the departure area.
After eight memorable days in Montpellier, we’re on our way home. The airport here is small, reminding me somewhat of Charlottesville, although it’s probably closer to the size of the airport in Richmond. Check-in only took a couple minutes, after which we had enough time to have coffee and pain au chocolat before passing through … Continue reading On our way home
It’s lunchtime on our last full day in Montpellier. Kathryn is preparing a sandwich consisting of most of what’s left in the fridge — ham, cheese, butter — on a fresh baguette. After that we’ll have a dessert of yogurt followed by coffee, since we bought too much of both. With a glass of wine, … Continue reading Last full day in France
I haven’t seen a Starbucks in almost seven days. I’m quite okay with that.
I got a new phone a couple weeks ago. Although the phone itself doesn’t work in France, the wifi works fine, and so does the camera. I tried a panoramic shot for the first time today in Nîmes, standing near the Arena.