The Franco-American Flophouse has moved

A very old and dear friend of mine (American) once said to me, over too many glasses of red wine, “I don’t like you very much when you speak...

Just before I left Casablanca I had a very interesting conversation with one of my classmates at EHTC who has been following this blog.  He ...

After leaving the mosque the rest of the day was spent on a whirlwind trip around the city.  We passed leisurely through the old quarter on ...

The day began at 9:30 AM when my trusted counselor and guide, Mustapha, stopped by the hotel to pick me up for a trip into the center of tow...

It all started in Tokyo. I had been dreaming for nearly 10 years of going back to school. But the time was never right.  I looked at broc...

Outbound this morning on the 7:25 Air France flight from   Paris   and arrived right on time at 9:45 local time. Woke up near the end of the...

Another offering from our guest poet, Corinne Texier.  Du bas ou du boa … Il est étrange de pouvoir comprendre, Comment une chose aussi...