If you’ve ever traveled abroad, you’ve no doubt seen a Frommer’s guidebook; you might even own one or two yourself. Since the Frommer family published their first guidebook in 1957, their name has been synonymous with hands-on exploration. Founder Arthur Frommer and his daughter Pauline haven’t seen it all, but they’ve come awfully close. So last year, after Pauline Frommer returned from Go Ahead’s Best of Sicily, we
Our next Featured Tour Director is Jean-Jacques Legalle, a man known for his encyclopedic knowledge of French culture and his willingness to go the extra mile for his travelers. He recently shared a story with us: The United States and France share a long history, and the 4th of July and our Bastille Day are just ten days apart. I was on tour with a group in Provence during the early days of July, and I wanted to mak
We tend to think of Provence’s fresh flowers and food as integral to the character of the French nation, and to an extent, that’s true. But on closer inspection, Provence is in many ways a country all its own, with its own language, customs and recipes. And that brings us to ratatouille, a quintessentially Provençal dish that’s become a symbol of France. Americans learned how to pronounce ratatouille (“rat-a-TOO-ee”)
From the gilded masterpieces of the Louvre to lily-covered country ponds, France has long been synonymous with groundbreaking visual art. The list of great French artists is too long for one blog post, and the list of artists inspired by France runs even longer. But when you travel with Go Ahead, you can delve firsthand into the experiences of three French masters: Monet, van Gogh and Cezanne. Claude Monet The father
For most travelers, springtime in Paris is a dream come true. That was doubly true for Go Ahead’s Rebecca Halfond, who had traveled to Europe during her time as a student at Boston University but felt she was missing something. “This was my chance to re-do Paris,” she recalled, along with an opportunity to see more of France than just its cosmopolitan capital. In the last days of April, Rebecca flew