So we arrived in Marrakesh on Monday. We had gotten up very early in the morning and had had a dazed flight so we were feeling surprised to find ourselves in the beautiful North Africa sunrise . We got picked up from the airport, which is the most beautiful airport with a big white main hall crisscrossed by glass. We were driven to near our riad and dropped off at the gate were the old city startsand a brother of a cousin of the owner's wife (or something like ...

I've been a negligent blogger lately but I thought, finally, two weeks before I leave Lyon, it was time for an update. I'm going to go back in time quite a long way. After I got back from Belgium, France decided to be its charming self and celebrate my birthday by going on strike. I always admired the French and their ability to demonstrate their passion towards any cause by making as much noise as possible. I've changed my mind since living in France. The ma...

Bonjour, I'm at the beginning of another of my four day weekends. Another week of four hour classes, boring French law, cancelled European business law (3 out of our five classes have been cancelled), impassioned discussions of Malcolm X in my English class, trying to find out obscure words in French and then there's my understanding communication which needs more than a couple of words to sum it up. It is a cross between psychology, management and anthropol...

Bonjour, I've been meaning to update my blog about Lyon for ages but the longer I don't write, the more there is to write about, so the harder it is to write, so the longer I don't write. It's a vicious cycle. I'm well settled in Lyon now, although it's a strange kind of settled living in a country where you have to struggle constantly to be understood. The French are all that they are imagined to be and that includes not being the most tolerant when to h...

Bonjour tout le monde, I am finally settled in France, and decided it was time to update my blog. But, as tends to happen when you step outside of New Zealand, so many things have happened in the last few weeks, that I don't know where to start. So I'll start in Rome. I flew into Italy and spent four days there before going to Lyon so that I could see Sylvia on her way back from Europe. The first two days we wandered around Rome, watching the hoards of touri...