A Dane in France

The fourth town on my personal Tour de France was Strasbourg. As this town is nearly 500 kms from Paris and the TGV takes 2 1/2 hours, I had an extremely early wake-up in order to spend as much time as possible in Strasbourg. Between Paris and Strasbourg...

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The third city on my personal Tour de France was supposed to be Bourges, but a train crash was to change my plans. Yesterday at 17:14 a train from Gare d'Austerlitz to Limoges got derailed at Brétigny-sur-Orge which is about 30 kms south of Paris. Four...

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The second town on my personal Tour de France was Lille. I knew three things about Lille before I went there on the TGV on Saturday morning: the Eurostar stops there, the mayor, Martine Aubry, is the daughter of Jacques Delors, and the railway station...

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It has now been two years since I arrived in Paris, and this is the 200th article on my blog! I still enjoy writing my small articles and finding links and photos to accompany the articles. Overblog has changed several times since two years, and I admit...

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This Saturday the Tour de France started in the south of Corsica, and I started my own Tour de France in the north of France. Though I am working over the summer, I have decided to visit towns in northern France every weekend. The French railways have...

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This evening Nelson Mandela is between life and death, but quite independently of that France is this year celebrating South Africa. At the Hôtel de Ville there is currently an exhibition honouring the life of Nelson Mandela, also affectionately called...

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Ex-boyfriends actually serve a purpose, though you might not want to admit it right after the break-up. Years later you won't remember why you broke up, but you will remember what you learnt from the guy. I remember the one who introduced me to The Queens...

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A friend and I have the habit of meeting once a month to catch up over a meal. There are usually two factors determining our choice of restaurant: it has to be from a different country each time, and the restaurant has to be in my part of town. Since...

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On Friday evening it was La Fête de la Musique, the annual celebration of music in France. I had chosen a choir concert in my local church Notre Dame du Travail where nearly a year earlier to the day I had attended another choir concert. First a female...

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A friend had recommended me an exhibition at the Musée des Lettres et Manuscrits, so on this sunny Sunday afternoon I headed to Boulevard Saint Germain to a small museum undoubtedly unknown to many.   Did you ever wonder what the handwriting of Einstein...

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