Essentials for Her
By Nathalie Bibeau, May 14th, 2007
You know those moments in life when you look straight into someone’s face, and you know the face, you love the face, but you think, “W-h-a-t is that face talking about?” ...read more
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By Nathalie Bibeau, May 14th, 2007
Hotel Wanza
By Nathalie Bibeau, April 14th, 2007
As I write, a steady and cadenced rain is falling on our tin roof. I can hear the light swing of Ethiopian pop music coming from the courtyard and the crumpled blankets on our bed are calling me. Our tiny room, which was clean just yesterday, is draped in melting clothes again and I just finished a very sad book. ...read more
A Wonder in Egypt
By Nathalie Bibeau, March 18th, 2007
Of the seven ancient wonders of the world, only the Giza Pyramids in Egypt are left. The slow torture of human impact, erosion, and their sidekicks, have done in the others. Not having attended the life or the funeral of the Alexandria Lighthouse, the Temple of Artemis, the statue of Zeus, the Colossus of Rhodes, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon...read more
Infinite Pleasure of the Finite
By Nathalie Bibeau, February 14th, 2007
We were 35,000 feet high but could have been in Purgatory. I don’t know if Dante would agree, but if he suffered the rapid progression of bronchitis trapped in a tube supervised by a pack of passive aggressive women in uniform and surrounded by wincing bodies turned away from you for fear of catching the plague, he might accord me some definitional latitude...read more
Moments
By Nathalie Bibeau, August 6th, 2006
This is just a short little note to direct you straight up about an inch.
Click on Videos, slip up the volume, and you will see and hear some of our favourite moments. It’s a first attempt at editing on our computer, and my camera work is a little shaky because I sometimes get so involved in the moment I forget I’m shooting…
It’s for you. I hope you enjoy it. ...read more
From the Belly
By Nathalie Bibeau, July 26th, 2006
The other day, Lionel and I had the biggest fight we’ve had since we got here. It was over the best place to store bottles of wine in the car while driving. You see, if you put them on the floor in the back (my idea), they clink and roll forward, slamming into the metal pieces under the seat…especially with the excuse for shocks Polly has on her. If you put them in the front, on the floor at your feet...read more
She said
By Nathalie Bibeau, July 16th, 2006
Lionel is hovering as I begin this. The deal was no hovering, no vetting. We’re only allowed one little veto each once the writing is done and we’re ready to post. But he’s hovering. So, I’m forced to type with one hand and swat him away with the other…which, actually, isn’t as unfortunate as it sounds because it has rescued me from the fat, blinking white man, and I have my first paragraph...read more
The Sacred Cow
By Nathalie Bibeau, May 6th, 2003
I met the first one coming out of the airport. There she was, big and grey, blocking the exit to greet us. We took a deep breath, side-stepped the cow and dove into India. Our backpacks, having decided to stay in Paris a little longer, escaped the shock of arrival...read more
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