The phrase parlez-vous loco is French with a touch of Spanish thrown in, and roughly means “Do you speak crazy?” It was inspired by the previous iteration of this blog that was originally about me moving to Paris from San Francisco, two cities that are embedded deep into my heart and soul forever.
Even though I’m stoked to be a Californian again (after a year and a half hiatus in New York), I miss France like crazy, so I kept the blog name. But it also reminds me of a time in my life that I never want to forget: the time I got off my ass and completely changed everything simply because I could.
We can all do that (and I’m still trying to do it every day), but I have to tell you, constant change does make you feel a little crazy, hence why I really kept the blog name: I’m always on the hunt for people who get it, for people who are just a touch crazy. Because crazy people are just more fun, aren’t they? If you parlez the loco, say hi in a comment. I’d love to meet you.
Also, in case you don’t get enough of the absolute solid gold offered on this blog, you are cordially invited to follow me on all things social. And I’d be totally excited if you did.
Agreed. Your blog is awesome you seem awesome. The end
Yes! Why the hell not! I think it’s just swell you’re here and soaking up the city! To petanque and Pastis at Place Dauphine sometime this summer!
Yes please – that sounds great!
Why not is right. Keep living your dream.
I am so excited you replied to me. I’m really quite in awe of you!
I stumbled upon your blog because I wanted a reason as to why French people are so rude, but I am leaving a message because you made me miss Paris, despite the fact I am still here, in May, donning woolen socks, a hoodie under another hoodie, wrapped in a felt blanket…. in May… loving life. This misery drove me to book two tickets to Avignon, mostly because I wanted to see the sun to know that Earth was still revolving around something, secondly to drown in hedonism with a bottomless source of Chateauneuf-du-Pape, Gigondas, Vaqueyras, quoi! And by accident I stumbled upon your experience in a gorge around Avignon, and I must know! Because I have a terrific need to get lost in nature….
I’m sorry for the extremely tardy reply to your question, but the gorge we hiked is la gorge de toulourenc. It’s incredible and I HIGHLY recommend doing it – it’s one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen, nestled in one of the most beautiful places in the world. (I do have a serious geographic crush on the south of France, though, so I’m a little biased!) PLEASE go and then write to tell me about it so I can relive it through you! I hope your trip is still on the horizon so you can do this. You’ll definitely feel lost in nature, but the best part is you won’t be far from a bottle of wine and a vat of creamy cheese! Bon voyage et profitez!