• Fruit of our Labors

    Fruit of our Labors

    May 1st was spent grilling seafood with new friends under a very cooperative blue sky. Our host, Fabio, told us that summers can be unbearably hot here in Rome. “The sky is so blue, and the sun beats down so hard. I prefer the humidity in Manila.” Thing is, high temperatures don’t faze me. Two…

  • Rome Strolls

    Rome Strolls

    A weekend stroll when the sun is out is the B-E-S-T. Currently listening to:EluviumSimiles

  • Pronto

    Pronto

    I feel really silly thinking back on all the bitching I did when I was packing stuff to take along to Qatar. Because now, with a child in tow, it’s much, much harder. So much harder that I’ve had a headache for the past couple of days. Again, the malle, our big blue trunk, is…

  • Personnes

    Personnes

    We trekked to the Grand Palais one Sunday to see Christian Boltanski’s Personnes, the third installation in the Monumenta series. Boltanski had scheduled his exhibit to be shown during the coldest time of the year, and then the heating was off as well, so you can imagine how cold and pissed off I was after standing…

  • The Sun for Several Hours

    The Sun for Several Hours

    The sun came out this morning and suddenly the flat was lit up with the promise of spring and the end of this goddamn winter. And then several hours later the grey and the wind and the cold took over. Seriously, we’ve had enough! Give us back the sun and heat already! Currently listening to:MúmGo…

  • I Love You Phillip Morris

    I Love You Phillip Morris

    Enorme! I can’t think of a more appropriate word to describe Jim Carrey and Ewan McGregor’s latest film. Oh wait, maybe I can. Hilarious. Or Excessive (I mean that in a good way). Or, like the French say, terrible (which doesn’t mean it’s terrible, but the opposite. Go figure.) Yesterday was movie night for Jul and me;…

  • The Courage of Others

    The Courage of Others

    It’s a Tuesday night, a rainy and cold one at that, but the 11th arrondisement’s rue Oberkampf carries the vibes of a Friday night. Cafés and restaurants are filled to the brim with bored-looking, chain-smoking Parisians. It’s almost 21:30 but people are still spilling out of the metros and heading off to appointed meeting places to…

  • Saturday Night Fevers, Teethers

    Saturday Night Fevers, Teethers

    Julien is sick with a stomach bug, fever and chills. He’s currently wrapped up in our thickest comforter and moaning about the loss of his long-awaited weekend. Lila is teething. At least, we suspect she is teething. (We want to look at her gums, but each time we open her mouth she sticks out her…