Paris, December, 1943 December in Brittany is bitterly cold and damp. The days get dark early, the sky is continually overcast, and the wind whips the sea into rough, choppy waves, bent on dashing the small fishing boats against the cliffs. Even those who are lucky enough to stay… Read more »
Paris can be terribly humid in June. The temperatures are not so very high, but there are days when the air itself becomes oppressive, sucking energy from one’s body with every step. Inevitably, it is always on such days when the rubbish collectors choose to go on strike, rendering… Read more »
“So the rations have improved, then?” The young corporal shrugged. The new Prime Minister’s daily visits to the Front were frequently reported in the press, and the poilu, the common soldiers, were secretly rather proud of this – it gave them a certain feeling of superiority over the Tommies,… Read more »
It was Rusticus who wanted to convert the heathen Parisii, not Denis. (And certainly not Eleutherius.) Denis had been quietly content ministering to the small community of believers that met in his house church in a small village not far from Athens. They were a close-knit and surprisingly harmonious group,… Read more »
Thank you for choosing to stay at the The Hotel of the Gods! We are delighted to welcome you to the beautiful Mount Parnassus Resort, and trust you will have a truly ambrosial stay with us! To facilitate your enjoyment, we offer a complimentary guidebook to all… Read more »