Vezelay, 2013. With mom.

Over the years, I’ve consistently journaled about my different travels, mostly for myself, so that I could remember what I saw and heard and felt as I experienced this amazing world of ours.  This is part of what I wrote this after traveling to Burgundy with my beloved mother, who died from breast cancer in 2016. I’m so glad…

Le Percy, France.

Sometimes, there are moments and meals that remain memorable years later.  This evening, in particular this meal, at a tiny little town in the French Alps, is one of those.  Early June 2011, Le Percy, France, in the Trieves region of France… When we travel, we mostly like just to wander.  We have a loose…