Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris
I’m not a morbid person. I don’t like visiting spots where people have died and I avoid visiting catacombs because they creep me out. So how on earth did I end up visiting the Cimetiere du Père Lachaise in Paris? …
I’m not a morbid person. I don’t like visiting spots where people have died and I avoid visiting catacombs because they creep me out. So how on earth did I end up visiting the Cimetiere du Père Lachaise in Paris? …
Every fancied living in the French Alps? What a high-altitude paradise it is, with all that snow, the furry wildlife, the hot summer sun and crisp summer nights, and the fields of banana plants. Eh? Banana plants? No, they’re not …
The Tour de France races through Manigod, La Clusaz, St Jean de Sixt and ends at Le Grand Bornand later today. I took this photo this morning while the course is being set up. Traffic is only allowed to flow …
After looking up in a street in Annecy and seeing a sign that shows the pedestrianised area used to be a main highway, I’ve started looking up more frequently. My efforts were rewarded pretty quickly when I saw this cow …
One of the great things about Annecy is how quickly it sprouts from a wintery, quiet town into a lively hive of activity. By May, vibrant flower pots line the gushing canals, and the ice cream shops already have queues …
A few weeks ago, I took some friends to look at the picturesque views from the Col des Aravis. There was snow, green grass and wild mountain goats all visible nearby, and Mont Blanc was bright white in the distance. …
Annecy bursts into life as soon as winter ends, as you can see from this photo from just a few days ago. The old town of Annecy becomes a labyrinth of tourists and locals lounging over long lunches on chairs …
If you look hard enough at this photo, you’ll see someone in yellow ski pants climbing what appears to be a concave piece of cliff to the top of Le Croix (“The Cross”) up at La Balme in La Clusaz. …
Hidden under that pile of snow is the outdoor ping pong table in the village of Saint Jean de Sixt. I took this photo back in January, and we’ve had even more snow since then. There’s no point taking a …