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Life lately: roadtrips around the South of France and getting my French Visa renewed

Life lately: roadtrips around the South of France and getting my French Visa renewed

Receiving permission to stay in France so I can continue reading, motorcycling, eating, and galavanting all around this enthralling piece of the globe.

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I am catching up on sharing stories after a pretty hectic few months! Before galavanting around France a little this fall, I had to submit my Visa renewal application and fees to hopefully secure another year of life and work here in the country of romantics/cheese/butter/bread.

People are shocked when I tell them that I have to ask the government for an extension every year. There’s always the assumption that marriage = the automatic right to be in a country. Unfortunately, that isn’t the case! Even while being married to a French citizen, I still have to do a ton of paperwork and go through a lengthy renewal process every fall in hopes that when December 19th comes around, I don’t have to move back to the United States. Luckily, what did change for me now that I’m married is that I could have this appointment online instead of multiple meetings in person (the biggest relief).

I am happy to say that France said oui, you can stay here a little longer. They even granted me a surprise: I have a two-year Visa headed my way!

Had fun with the Visa photo booth after taking my real identity snapshot (which obviously was way less cute).

Also, I can’t believe that my two-year anniversary of moving to France is coming up (the first week of January)! Time passes quickly when you’re learning everything from scratch, like an infant.

At the end of this writing, you’ll find an even more exciting life update related to living in this part of the world. ❥

Honoring Françoise Sagan via Vintage Car Roadtrip

Speaking of things done annually: my husband participates in one or two different roadtrips each year with the same charming group of people, all centered around collectible cars or motorcycles.

Last year I participated with shaky hands in the motorcycle-themed roadtrip where we sped around 150km of road in the mountains, hills, forests, desert, etc. for a weekend. It was maybe my fourth(?) time navigating my beloved red vintage Honda C50 and I was gripping my handle bars like my life depended on it (it did). At the beginning, I gracefully and miraculously maintained a wheelie by accident in front of everyone while going up a steep hillside, and in the final kilometers, I ran out of gas alone in the forest. I was insanely proud of myself afterward and it was a real exercise in how to shift gears properly! Another lesson on how to not die, also. This year I was a passenger in our borrowed Saab 900 (our Saab is in the garage at the moment), so I knew that I’d be able to properly enjoy the scenery this time around!

Last year’s rainy moto trip with my cute-as-heck 1968 Honda and me facing a ton of fears. 😅

The theme of this year’s roadtrip was a tribute to author Françoise Sagan, as the weekend landed a few days before the 20th anniversary of her passing. The creator of this group is an author and devout Sagan lover, so he crafted the most thoughtful itinerary for us. Our caravan of around 30 vintage cars drove around the countryside of her birthplace, Cajarc, and our group ate in the town’s many bars and caves. There was a pitstop at a beautifully restored home/art gallery/garden space, owned by an English woman who immigrated to France decades ago. We dressed up nicely, and finished our driving on Saturday at her grave, leaving flowers and kind words as the rain began to wet our faces. She was a vintage car collector in addition to being a writer, so it felt insanely fitting to be honoring her in this way, especially all around her native countryside.

Françoise via Range des Voitures

Here are some images of the roadtrip, including my cherished prop: a ‘70s English reedition of Bonjour Tristesse, which I delightfully read with lightning speed in August in preparation. I massively enjoyed reading it, and can’t wait to discover more of Sagan’s writing.

Les Routes Sagan
Les Routes Sagan, finishing in the rain at Françoise's resting place. Bonjour Tristesse !

South of France’s book town, Montolieu

France has a scattering of villages dedicated solely to books, which solidifies my ambitions to be in this country for the rest of my life. Montolieu is the south’s book town, about an hour away from where I live. Jb and I set out on a Sunday to enjoy a nice lunch (full of cheese and dessert, per usual) and to hit up as many book stores as humanly possible. I told myself that I wouldn’t buy anything insanely heavy and that I would control myself. We entered the first of many stores and I immediately spotted a Max Ernst book that was easily the size of my torso. I threw my only self-induced rules out the window and had a field day.

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