There is one thing for certain that many South African’s living near Perth, Sydney, Melbourne, Auckland, London, Edinburgh and Dublin cannot do easily: have a private, loud conversation in Afrikaans without running the risk that some stranger will chip in with their 10c opinion. I am much more fortunate here in Strasbourg. I think the … More DIE TAAL
These photo’s were omitted last night, you’ll get an idea of what our street looks like:
A month has passed since we moved into the city, and for the most part, we are settled. Koos’s paintings are on the walls, I have baked cakes in my Kenwood, a casserole or 2 in my LeCreseut and the girls bedroom largely resembles the state we had it in at home in SA. Somehow … More OUR LIFE IN THE CITY
WHY WE CAME TO FRANCE  There is a blog post doing the rounds, causing much friction on either side of the pond, and a degree of assertion on the continent, (of South Africa that is, not France). The post on the blog is a follow up piece regarding angry ex-pats, to a post she … More In My Defense
Without picking up a dictionary or googling it on Wikipedia, how would you define the word ‘culture’? Do you live your life according to it? Does it define who you are? Is it your excuse? Or would you go so far as to say that it is ‘rubbish’? I sit here in my lovely window … More Culture
In general, Germany’s     food is cheaper than France. Seriously.     We can shave 20% off a monthly shop if we pop into Kehl, over the Rhine.     (Petrol and diesel is cheaper in France.) The French DO NOT LIKE     imports very much at all. Rooibos     tea bags cost the equivalent of 2 … More Shopping, part ii. The good and the bad.
Pinot, Bretzels, and Cathedrals 