One of the reasons it took me so long to make a start on my blog was because I couldn’t think of a name. On our first night in Paris we headed off to explore the neighborhood and look for something to eat. We came home with a baguette, some cheese (Camembert because we were too overwhelmed with the wide array of choices to try anything else) and a packet of PiMs orange biscuits. When we got back to the apartment, cut and buttered the first slice, we just knew it would taste so good with Vegemite (doesn’t every good Australian travel with a tube of Vegemite tucked in their suitcase)

And I knew I had found my name, “Baguettes and Vegemite”, the travels of an Australian in France