Ci vediamo, Roma!
No words for the tangle of emotions here this morning as we pack up to head north, through the Alps, eventually to Paris again. I’ll try to sort them out on the train this afternoon.…
View PostNo words for the tangle of emotions here this morning as we pack up to head north, through the Alps, eventually to Paris again. I’ll try to sort them out on the train this afternoon.…
View PostJust enough to upload a photo or two and write a few words before breakfast knocks on the door, all warm croissants and strong dark coffee and thick white linen wrapping…. Last night, walking home…
View PostLast day here, which means that everything we’ve been wearing for the last month has somehow to squeeze back into our carry-ons. The Eagle Creek packing cubes we bought for this trip, at Sue’s recommendation,…
View PostI had imagined I’d find more time during our month in Bordeaux for writing longer, more thoughtful posts, essays almost, in which I worked to sort out some thinking around my transition into retirement, some…
View PostWhile the cycling trip I described last post was “planned” in about two minutes, five minutes before it began, halfway through the day, our most recent Cycling-Marché combo drew on a plan that was simply…
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