Deb and Sam enjoying an evening meal in Nice.
Welcome! My name is Debra. The fellow next to me in the picture is Sam. In July 2011, we enjoyed a Rick Steves tour to Paris and the South of France.
When I was 22 (which seems like last week but was longer ago than that), I spent a semester abroad in London. At the end of my semester, I traveled with my classmates for a month on the Continent.
Thirty years later, I had a 23-year-old son who had never experienced the fun of exploring another country, so I decided that Sam and I would take a trip together. But where would we go? How would we travel? Would we travel on our own, join a tour, sign on as workers on a fishing trawler? Become nannies?
I had seen a Rick Steves travelogue on PBS that was filmed at Italy's Cinque Terre, so I settled on a guided tour to France for my son's first time outside the land of his birth, with a post-tour visit to the Cinque Terre. I worried a bit that my college-age son would feel silly traveling with his mother, but my worries evaporated within a few hours of landing in France. Why?
Because after one day, we had made new friends, we had met our charming and funny tour guide, and we had eaten a marvelous welcome-to-France dinner, the first of many fabulous meals during our 15-day tour.
Where did we go, who did we meet, what did we see, and--important!--what did we eat? Click on the links to see.
I hope you enjoy your visit to France. We did!
Cheers! Deb and Sam
When I was 22 (which seems like last week but was longer ago than that), I spent a semester abroad in London. At the end of my semester, I traveled with my classmates for a month on the Continent.
Thirty years later, I had a 23-year-old son who had never experienced the fun of exploring another country, so I decided that Sam and I would take a trip together. But where would we go? How would we travel? Would we travel on our own, join a tour, sign on as workers on a fishing trawler? Become nannies?
I had seen a Rick Steves travelogue on PBS that was filmed at Italy's Cinque Terre, so I settled on a guided tour to France for my son's first time outside the land of his birth, with a post-tour visit to the Cinque Terre. I worried a bit that my college-age son would feel silly traveling with his mother, but my worries evaporated within a few hours of landing in France. Why?
Because after one day, we had made new friends, we had met our charming and funny tour guide, and we had eaten a marvelous welcome-to-France dinner, the first of many fabulous meals during our 15-day tour.
Where did we go, who did we meet, what did we see, and--important!--what did we eat? Click on the links to see.
I hope you enjoy your visit to France. We did!
Cheers! Deb and Sam