Apr 19
Cassis (Photo credit: Gloumouf)
Thinking of Boston from Cassis. Here is my niece’s blog on her trip to Cassis to visit me & David. ANY of you thinking of coming to the South of France to visit , might want to read it .
We’ll do similar things. OR if you’ve read up on our area, and surrounding areas, you can tell US what you’d like to do, and we’ll make sure you do it. 🙂
Apr 7
THE TRIP TO PARIS – TO CELEBRATE – THE TITRE SEJOUR FOR MARTI
(third person story- yes, a make-believe- story that is ALL true)
It was the day they had dreamt of for a long time. Carte de Sejour day – “Titre Sejour.” (in French).
The RIGHT TO LIVE IN FRANCE, for her, that is, he already has the right. It was a long time coming and it was amazing that it was finally over. A 17th month journey. The paperwork alone, would sink a war ship.
Her feet up in the air on the huge french square pillow after dinner – (why do they have these SQUARE PILLOWS?)…..and she is looking at the paper handed to her today:
That evening, they watched “The Way” – It was fabulous & so very meaningful and now they want everyone they know, or everyone who loves to hike, or take journeys, or be meditative in any way — to see this movie. The first 1/2 of the movie she cried because it was so beautiful – yet sad, albiet not without subtance. Martin Sheen plays the estranged father of a son who has taken it upon himself to do the COMPOSTELLA trek – from the Pyrenees to Compostella Spain –
facade of Santiago de Compostella (Photo credit: brendan skinner)
It is the father’s story –
It’s beautiful
Saturday, on the TGV, on the way to Paris to Celebrate this CARTE of hers – it was more than beautiful.
Well, that is, after they realized upon sitting for 20 minutes that they were actually on the WRONG train.
TGV Est in the Paris Est train station (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
There were no other persons on, or getting on, and the guy did say “E” as in (A B C D E – OR—- AH BAY SAY, DAY, EHH……
he did not say “Eeee” (which is I) which is what he actually MEANT. No, he said Ehhh.
So, they went to Ehhh (E) and missed the train.
It’s okay – after a teeny bit of a hyperventilating session with the train clerk – and only a smile on his face, (or was it a SMIRK), they were able to get on the OTHER train to Paris, the one that left an hour later. Never mind. They still would be in before dark, and probably by sunset, or nearly.
It’s always beautiful in Paris when the sun is setting,
even when it’s cold, or when it’s rainy – especially when it’s rainy.
Flashing through the countryside, because it is like a flash, there is still time to reflect and to take in the beauty of this fabulous country. Leaving Provence it is flat mostly with the distant mountains, like Saint Victoire (that Cezanne painted 20+ times) and some of these mountains are still snow-capped. The trees are faintly trying to bloom, but as they head north, there is less and less budding and signs of winter still hanging on. The flatness turns to rolling hills and the grass is becoming greener, even if the trees are not.
THIS 210 KM AN HOUR HIGH SPEED TRAIN IS ABSOLUTELY MAGICAL. ANYONE, who has never done this, needs to at least try it once she is thinking vehemently. She’s sold. HAS ALWAYS BEEN SOLD. “You will never be sorry” appears in her mind, over and over.
She could travel this way for the REST of her LIFE and never darken a metal fuselage again. Never. (It’s that good.)
As she settles back in her very wide and cushy seat, her novel in her hand, it is hard to go from the inspiring story that captures her vacuuming up detailed mind attentive to the book – to the glancing up ever so slightly and seeing that the rolling hills are becoming more pronounced . The far away ochre farm houses are now spewing smoke from their giant chimneys………..
English: Map of French TGV lines in use
(TO BE CONTINUED)
……..celebrating…..seeing my fabulous ACP, which I miss SO much!!! And my friends that volunteered w/ me there……
After 17 months it is accomplished!! Fait d’ accompli !!
After 1 Year and 5 months of preparing, copying, translating, traveling back & forth on public transport, requesting new/updated birth certificates from the United States, displaying in front of bureaucrats, being turned down, doing it all over again, and again and again, today, on Good Friday, March 29th, 2013, it is finished!!
“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.” ― Aristotle
I said to God, “God, —–I know that I asked you to help me be more patient, but you really tried my patience on this one.” 🙂
Here are some scenes from today’s “Fait d’accompli”
The drive down the Gineste mountain is dark, but lighted by a full moon and the most incredible cloud covering in the deep ravines to our left and through other clouds we drive. David says, It’s so beautiful, are we in heaven?” …
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Mar 29
After 17 months it is accomplished!! Fait d’ accompli !!
After 1 Year and 5 months of preparing, copying, translating, traveling back & forth on public transport, requesting new/updated birth certificates from the United States, displaying in front of bureaucrats, being turned down, doing it all over again, and again and again, today, on Good Friday, March 29th, 2013, it is finished!!
“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.” ― Aristotle
I said to God, “God, —–I know that I asked you to help me be more patient, but you really tried my patience on this one.” 🙂
Here are some scenes from today’s “Fait d’accompli”
The drive down the Gineste mountain is dark, but lighted by a full moon and the most incredible cloud covering in the deep ravines to our left and through other clouds we drive. David says, It’s so beautiful, are we in heaven?” I say, “I hope not, I want my Titre de Sejour (Carte de Sejour) FIRST! ” ha ha
We are there in the line before the sun rises……..it’s about 6 am here
David brings a chair and my cushion from home so I don’t have to stand for 2 1/2 hours and have my knees lock up ! 🙂 J’Adore ma maire ( I love my husband)
I bring some good reading material – some pollyanna feel good story (not)
It is actually a book written by my son’s stepbro who now lives in Japan 🙂 It is mirroring the angst I am feeling right now.
Some of the others waiting in front of us, and those behind us, too numerous to count. We feel good. We are one of the first 60. They only take 60 persons a day.
The police with their weapons appear as the doors begin to open at 8:15AM.
There is no need. Everyone is extremely orderly.
There is a line for “ASYLUM” and it is driving me crazy because I want to know every single detail of their stories. What country they are from, why they were expelled, if they were, why they want to live here, the entire political story. Alas, it is not going to happen – I will never know.
They call our number “705” and we are in. 
The clerk is impatient with us because she sees the transcribed marriage certificate and the birth certificate but WHERE ARE THE COPIES? David has everything neatly arranged in the plastic sleeves and it’s so tight he is having trouble getting them all out at the same time and as quickly as she wants. After she sees that EVERYTHING is there and there are multiple copies of absolutely everything, she smiles. It is a HUGE sign. The SMILE. Yep. I think we’re in.
And – 5 minutes later (total this day: 5 1/2 hours) – my information is totally recorded, and she hands me my coveted
Carte de Sejour!!! It is good for 10 years. It entitles me to all benefits as if I were French. All my medical is paid, and it’s retro-active from 17 months ago. Big yeah.
I cry. But not in front of her. I wait until she gets up to get something and I am mad with joy. The tears come.
Here it is………
My friend Robert said to me when I was whining, “Marti, Seems to me that you’re dealing with what I like to call the vicissitudes of life. Take a deep breath, exhale slowly and begin another day. You cannot always control what happens to you, only how you react to what happens to you. Viva La France et Les Etats-Unis.”
Yes Robert! Thank you!
Yes – and also………from II Peter 3
“But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: with the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish……..”
We are on our way to PARIS with a bottle of Champagne (I’ve been holding onto for 3 months) to CELEBRATE!!!!! We’re on Vacance!!! (for Joyeux Pacque!) We also plan to attend our beautiful church where I volunteered last year – ACP (American Church in Paris) Am SO excited. Good is God. God is Good – all of the time.
Mar 18
Be HAPPIER in your HOME……I just had to re-blog – I’ve put this on before – but had to do it again, cause I love the book. (AND, I like making my bed!! 🙂
Found this list on apartmenttherapy.com and was inspired! Hopefully it will inspire you t00!
1. Make your bed.
The book The Happiness Project, explains that this three minute task is one of the simplest habits you can adopt to positively impact your happiness.
2. Bring every room back to “ready.”
I learned this trick from Marilyn Paul’s clever book, It’s Hard to Make a Difference When You Can’t Find Your Keys. It’s a known fact: Clutter causes stress; order creates a haven from it. This mood-boosting routine is simple: Take about three minutes to bring each room back to “ready” before you depart it. (Unless you have a toddler, or a partner who likes to simulate earthquakes, three minutes should be sufficient.)
3. Display sentimental items around your home.
One reason that experiences (and memories of those experiences) make us happier than material things is due to the entire…
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Mar 16
Ravioli
A glass being full of rosé wine
Place Georges Clemenceau and château in Cassis, France Deutsch: Place Georges Clemenceau, im Hintergrund erhoben das Château aus dem 14. Jahrhundert in Cassis (Bouches-du-Rhône) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Aperitif before dinner in the garden.
Cassis, a city in southern France, seen from the cliffs
Coat of arms of Cassis (Bouches-du-Rhône, France) drawn by User:Spedona for the Blazon Project of French-speaking Wikipedia, with Inkscape. Source: Own work – Blazon: unspecified (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
There are many reasons that I want to stay in France . But today, was a plethora of really good reasons. 10 Reasons , in fact, that I will share with you and may surprise you
1) The Ravioli man was at the outside market today, and filled my bag with épinards ravioli and ceps and his homemade sauce.
2) The bum that sits on the bench between the post office and the market with his 2 stuff toy dogs at his feet, his bottle of wine on the gravel,
was engaged by a fellow Cassidien which melted my heart. (Iris would identify with the 2 stuffed dogs).
3) I have a new French teacher that actually lives in Cassis.
4) She took me on a “field trip ” to speak French in the village, instead of speaking just to her in the classroom.
3) The lesson being: When approaching the “Pedalogue” (the foot doctor), I would ask her in French to please take me asap with my particular toe problem & describe it …… she, and 4 others stood speechless while I made a fool of myself, but I just kept talking…….in French
4) It was remedied by a hand / arm coming through fancy bars on a tall window from a flat in the middle of the tiny street in my village………he (the hand) was offering aperitif’s (at 11;45am) to the Pedalogogist, 2 siblings, and then to me and my new teacher. It was so unexpected, and really beautiful. I thought, “What a JOB this Pedalogue has, yeah! sure!– looks at FEET all day, but walks out her office, into the teeny street and her neighbor offers her a glass of wine as she gets to go home now for 2 1/2 + hours before returning to work!
5) We heard the history of the man “with the arm” offering aperitifs at noon and that he was BORN right here as were his siblings who were standing on the outside with their rosé wine in their hands, their faces content. They have lived in this village of Cassis for over 70 years and known everything and everyone! 🙂
6) The man behind the bars had a “Parrot” that recorded anything you said – children came up and spoke to the parrot and it repeated their funny things. It also recorded my bad French. It was a small moment of laughter………for all of us standing in the tiny street.
7) We visited a restaurant around the corner from this “mini fete”, in which to see a menu for my french food items vocabulary. We were then offered 2 more appertif’s, given a seat at the already set up table, clearing it for us as we studied the French menu. They also gave us a tiny bowl of fresh olives. He kissed us both goodbye on both cheeks……..a happy proprietor!
8) Despite my TV in the apt taking 1/2 hour to come on, and when it does, the picture is green, and there is no “vegging out” to some english speaking sitcom, at all, I remember my outside wanderings which render artists vistas absolutely everywhere I go. That is my TV – or better than……..
9) The little old woman next door to me was standing out in the sun as I walked home and I stopped to talk to her. She then invited me INto her abode to show me her expansive underground apartment when I told her I needed a place for my kids to stay when they come visit.
10) I “tripped the light fantastic”, back to my little abode, realizing that indeed, a few seconds doesn’t feel like much, but when bunched together with good and happy people, who were at first strangers, then NOT, it ends up being one EXCELLENT day……….
Com, and trip it as ye go,On the light fantastick toe (milton)
English: Panorama of Cassis (France) Italiano: Panorama di Cassis (Francia) dalla Route des Crêtes (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Vieux Nice 
BEFORE the look on the right, before the thousands of apartments, before the trains, before the Russians,
there was CEMENELUM. This ancient city is located on the outskirts of the ancient city of Cemenelum (Cimiez), between the amphitheatre and the three thermes from the third century.
THIS ANCIENT ROMAN CITY
was located at the northern part of Nice – and high up topographically speaking for protection.
Before that, it was inhabited some 400,000 years ago in the prehistoric site of Terra Amata.
Hard to put that in perspective, but yes, this is true.
See mother earth link below…….. These are some photos we took in and around the archeological site in Nice…….
if you click on the pics, they’ll enlarge or they’ll start a slide show. Still learning WORDPRESS, forgive me for not having this “perfect” for you. I’m trying………
http://motherearthtravel.com/france/nice/history.htm
and another very good link: http://www.culture.gouv.fr/fr/archeosm/archeosom/en/nice-mus.htm
Vieux Nice
The northern baths in Cemenelum (Cimiez) in Nice, France. Wikipedia)
City Lights, France-Italy Border (NASA, International Space Station Science, 04/28/10) (Photo credit: NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center)
I was thinking before we set out this morning “we should probably give up our dream of seeing the ALPS and SNOW. But, I plugged on and went for the trip that the Tourist Information clerk told us to go for. It was to TENDE.
If the dinner on Saturday night hadn’t been without incident it probably would have been a much better Sunday. But it wasn’t and it was what it was. (Okay, briefly, the escargot was so cold that I had to spit it out and the rest of the dinner was so so with not so so prices. )
Anyway, we did go to TENDE, the ski resorts of ski resorts. The woman guide aboard the train giving a detail description of this beautiful area spoke only in French. When it started snowing half way up the mountain on this train, she exclaimed to her avid listeners “ REGARDE!!! La NEIGE, La Neige!!!” Look!!! the snow, the snow!! “ Okay, I’m looking, I barely see – little snow flakes coming towards the glass window and am thinking….. you’re excited about this? Please!!!!!!!
This “Group” gets off at the stop before Tende. There is a bus waiting . We don’t think anything about this…. Until we arrive in TENDE and the town is not only without ANY snow to speak of, but the town is also DEAD. I mean, NO one is out, the Tourist office is far from opened, there is NO one about. Finally, we see a proprietor of a Tabac and ask him about the ski village. He says, “The bus only goes there starting in MAY.” MAY???? This is March, and there is no bus till May???? OMG. I am wanting to be LIVID, but I am not, because I am controlling myself, and – yes, thanking God that I have this opportunity, even though it is NOT EXACTLY what I had bargained for…….. We turned right around and got back on the train going back to Nice in one hour. We sat for an hour waiting for the conductor to appear. I looked at people ( the few people that were getting on the train) and thinking, ofcourse they are going to Nice. There is NOTHING to do HERE!!! What the heck????
So,
we find out LATER, that the stop BEFORE Tende , was where we really needed to get off , to get the BUS, to take us to the top of the mountain, the ski village, which is where we wanted to be. (Originally.) This is the problem with not having everything PLANNED, everything in a “Package sort of deal” but this is what you do when you’re an AIRLINE EMPLOYEE – or RE-TIREE – and wing just about everything that you do. I find fault, actually with the NICE TOURIST OFFICE that told us to go to TENDE and didn’t tell us – “Oh , By the way, – you must get off the stop – the stop before TENDE, in order to get the special bus that takes you to all that lovely fluffy SNOW!!!!!!!!!!! 🙂
It’s okay. That hour of silence on the train??? I just meditated.
Mar 5
We play a lot of French music here. That’s about all there is (except for the over -played Adele, Taylor Swift or Bruno Mars…….) and I think that really needs to change.
So on a day that I chose to grocery shop in Aubagne, the next village over, and drag my eco-grocery bags with me and shop with mon ami, Abigail, things began to fly everywhere as the MISTRAL hit us today and I was out in it!! If you know what a MISTRAL is like, you don’t want to be out, because God forbid if you left your scarf at home, or worse, your warm coat, or your hat, as temperatures drop big time, your hair goes flying, your packages go sliding down the voie at your train station; it’s a mess. Julia Child absolutely LOVED the MISTRAL but, hmmm, I’m not so sure, personally. The MISTRAL is a day to stay home. So imagine my delight when my son posted on facebook that his friend was playing in 1 hour on KDHX in Saint Louis. I thought how great it would be if I could tap into the music or stream it, especially on a day like today, when I needed to be home, stay warm and listen to some really good music for a change.
I also knew it probably impossible because nothing much streams here as our WiFi is up and down or it’s weak. To stream you must have a pretty good signal.
Well, lo and behold, the music did stream and we got to hear Ryan Spearman and some wonderful tunes listening to KDHX 88.1 in Saint Louis for about 3 hours. It put us in the best frame of mind, to finally hear music we liked and understood. The WIND was HOWLING outside our little Les Romarins Apartment……..but we had not a care in the world!!!!! Thank you Ryan Spearman!!!
I was so excited I wrote the station an e-mail and said:
THANK YOU !!! It was great! My son put it on FB that you would be playing and that Ryan Spearman would be on and we love him…..so we tuned in all the way from Marseille France.
Thanks for a great show! We ate our dinner while you played great tunes!
We’ll tune in more often now.
Marti & David
Marseille
THEN, they wrote me back:
FROM KDHX – SAINT LOUIS – I HAVE MUSIC NOW………
KDHX _DSC7533 (Photo credit: sara97)
MAR 04, 2013 | 12:11PM CST
Scott Bahan replied:
Hi Marti and David,
Thank you so much for tuning in to KDHX online! We love hearing that people are enjoying the station from outside of St Louis, even more so from all the way in France!!!
Here is a link to the Ryan Spearman performance: http://kdhx.org/music/live-performances/ryan-spearman-3-2-13
You can listen to his performance or any of our other past performances online and on demand! As you know, you can stream us live online from France 24/7! You can also listen to entire programs in our archives. You can also connect with us on Facebook for more information and links to more in-studio performances.
Thank you so much for listening. We love to hear from folks overseas!
Best,
KDHX Staff and Volunteers!
HOW FUN!!!
We LOVE KDHX – Saint Louis – 88.1 – whoo hooooo !!!! MUSIC we LOVE!!!! Especially when the MISTRAL hits and it’s cozy to stay at home with good music playing!!!!!
English: Gateway Arch in Saint Louis, Missouri Español: El Arco Gateway en San Luis, Misuri (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Mar 4
DAY TWO –
22nd Feb – Friday – Train from Menton Garlavan OMG – it’s RIGHT next to the IBIS, for those that don’t know ( I didn’t) so we did not know this!!! – It’s not much of a walk from here to IBIS, but it is far from the Center Menton – which is where my story began 2 days ago with THE AUTOMATED HOTEL FROM HELL
(an unexpected frustration – and almost a huge rowl in trying to get in to this place.)
The tickets to the train to Nice from MENTON, were automated – in french – & David was able to get us 2 tickets from Garlavan – to Nice – no human contact once again. Not a problem.
You need to know about all this automation before you get there – as it requires some
knowledge of French, if the little english flag isn’t working. )
Arrived into Nice Gare, very nice, well, not so nice, actually, but a huge big and very old station. I imagine the 18th Century Russians that used to frequent this place as Nice was FOUNDED upon Russians, or they think they have founded Nice. Truly. Do not miss the largest Russian Orthodox Church right behind the Nice Train Station. It is closed on Mondays.
While walking the streets of Nice, we found, though it was cloudy and sometimes rainy, the most lovely of walks, down the LONGCHAMP street which leads from the Train
Station all the way practically to the sea – stopping at the old town, and it is truly a beautiful walk, many shops, many unusual vistas, and you won’t be disappointed in this walk at all, I promise!
The Galleries Lafayette was near, and though I don’t shop here at all because the prices are just too exorbitant, the items are beautiful to SEE, my favorite departments are the sheets and bedding as the sheets are as good as PORTHAULT……..
The tea in the little bistro on the 4th floor – lovely – fresh mint leaves too, so we got our money’s worth…….
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