Hello folks and welcome. James came to me about a year ago and said..."Maybe we should move to France." You see his dad had sold his house in London and was moving to a sunnier climate. James always has the itch to move around but I was happy in New York. I was a commercial actress and print model and doing quite well. Not many of us can do that and not supplement with a waiting or bar tending job. I was comfortable and scared to leave a job I loved doing and move across the world to a place where I didn't speak the language. And the French are very particular about their language.
But the idea was intriguing and I had always wanted to live in Europe, although I never really thought it could become a reality. Thank you stars for sending James my way! Finally I relented and gave in, not that it was that hard to do. Sometimes you just have to decide that life is more important and the world is a big wonderful place that should be seen and experienced.
So, here we are. As of December 1st we are living in Nice, France. And no, I still don't know the language. Which proves very frustrating at the grocery store when I can't find the right kind of deodorant.
I decided to share my experience with anyone who wants to have a peek into my life, or to simply do a bit of a vicarious traveling. I'll share our trips to fun villages, cities, other countries, the markets, a simple grocery store run gone bad, as well as the pressures and the fun of life as an Expat. There will be videos, photos, and sometimes just plain text. I have a bit of a backlog to get the story straight, so bare with me as I get the old video edited and start from the beginning.
Soon....promise. When you get a minute come back. Promise there will be fun things to see.
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