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Château de Minière, a complete wine experience – Grape picking in France

I spent most of October in the Loire Valley. This region in central France is known above all for two things: its magnificent castles and its wines. Though I did find some time to explore the former, I had come for the latter: Ever since I had read about how every autumn thousands of French…

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Five tips for working in the wine harvest in France

This October I got the opportunity to work for almost two weeks picking grapes in the stunning Loire Valley in Central France. It’s an experience I can recommend to anyone (fit enough to do a few dozen squats a day and walking for about 5 km). Here is a more formal compilation of things I…

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Three years

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  • Three years

    Three years

    By on November 25, 2014

    It is not the first thing you will learn about me when we meet. It is not the first thing you will learn when I talk about travelling Africa. It is not even the first thing I will mention when you ask me about whether I was scared as a white woman travelling the continent…

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  • Five tips for working in the wine harvest in France

    This October I got the opportunity to work for almost two weeks picking grapes in the stunning Loire Valley in Central France. It’s an experience I can recommend to anyone (fit enough to do a few dozen squats a day and walking for about 5 km). Here is a more formal compilation of things I…

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  • Château de Minière, a complete wine experience – Grape picking in France

    I spent most of October in the Loire Valley. This region in central France is known above all for two things: its magnificent castles and its wines. Though I did find some time to explore the former, I had come for the latter: Ever since I had read about how every autumn thousands of French…

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  • Walking Home, Week 23 and a Day: Getting there

    Day 155 – Bordeaux At the moment sightseeing in Bordeaux is the least of my concerns. The city is only a train ride from Biarritz. I may come back for a few days when it’s done. At the moment I have only one thought in my head: get my blog up to date. Not to…

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  • Walking Home, week 22: Wisdom

    Walking Home, week 22: Wisdom

    By on August 31, 2014

    Day 148 – to La Rochelle With a heavy heart I say goodbye to Sophie and Oléron. La Rochelle, or more specifically, Biarritz and the end of my march are awaiting me. We use the morning to explore the citadel and the market in Château. I buy a local fresh cheese, jongée on the market.…

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  • Walking Home, week 21: Because, la mer

    Day 141 – to Aubeterre-sur-Dronne Another night in which I have hardly slept. The damp cold has spread throughout my body. From up the river drums and bass could be heard all night. A metal club I presume. Paul, who shares a tent with his father two pitches down, hands me a wonderfully hot tea…

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  • Walking Home, week 20: One lucky couchsurfer

    Day 134 – Rocamadour Thanks to the busy road next door the night was noisy. There is no way I will stay here another night. I pack and say goodbye to Alix. The Belgian couple in the camper next door agrees to store my luggage so I can visit Rocamadour again. After my tour I…

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  • Walking Home, week 19: I’m a pilgrim, godamnit!

    See, what I did there in the title? This week my spirits hit an all time low when I hit the Way of Saint James and expect bliss. Day 127 – to Clergoux In the morning I pack up my stuff, eat outdoors and wait again until everyone is assembled around the breakfast table to…

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  • Walking Home, week 18: Right time, right place

    Day 120 – to Ferrieres-sur-Sichon Natasha, the pizza baker and campsite manager has cooked my six eggs and treats me to a free breakfast. In peace I enjoy my cereal bowl of milk with coffee and bread with cherry jam while we chat about the hopes and dreams of someone ¨our age¨. I reach the…

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  • Walking Home, week 17: Give me a break

    Day 113 – to Lyon (or Saint-Cyr-au-Mont-d’Or) In the morning it rains even heavier than the night before. I’m trying to get the tent dry under a canopy and in the washroom and fail. At least Anne from Lyon has replied to my Couchsurfing request and invites me to stay a few days at her…

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  • Walking Home, week 16: Full circle

    Day 106 – to Villaines-en-Duesmois At breakfast we talk about my route from Vougrey. I mention that on the way to Lyon I will pass very close to the Abbaye Fontanay, but do not yet know whether I want to afford the € 10 entry fee for the UNESCO World Heritage Site. As I say…

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  • Walking Home, week 15: Groundhog day

    I had expected that by now the harsh July heat would make walking difficult. Instead, I go through rain shower after rain shower, rainy day after rainy day. At least I am lucky and several times wonderful families welcome me into their homes. Day 99 – to Goviller The day starts off horribly wrong. When…

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  • Walking Home, week 14: Where are you going?

    Day 92 – to Besançon I’m at breakfast at half past seven, because I’m afraid that one eats early in the monastery and that there will be no more food for me if I come too late. But my fear is unfounded. Although I am the last to appear. While they clean up around me…

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  • Walking Home, week 13: Gods’ plans

    Although looking at history – old and new – I absolutely cannot believe in organized religion, I believe – after this journey more than ever – that a higher power – I call it ¨fate¨, ¨karma¨ or simply ¨the gods¨ – ensures in the end everything will have happened so that one day I will…

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  • Walking Home, week 12: Country roads

    This week I dive into the least populous part of France. I learn that three facilities used exist in every French village of the nineteenth century, and that not all villages dance on the streets during the fête de la Musique . Day 78 – Saint Mihiel I treat myself to a second night in…

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