What do I love about Paris, even in this sweltering, lassitude-inducing heat? !?!!!?Not the swollen feet which insist on Birkenstocks, even at the risk of disdainful looks (actually, the model I wear is v. popular…
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We arrived in Paris Tuesday afternoon after a pleasant train trip from Portugal on the Sud Express and then the TGV up from Hendaye. Dining and sleeping on the train, beautiful countryside flashing past —…
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A few more photos from our daily walk to the village. Above and below, the ruins of a house built in the 18th century. And here’s a reminder that I shouldn’t romanticize too much. I…
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Yesterday late afternoon we arrived at Quinta Moenda after a train-plane-automobile adventure of 8 or 9 hours to a very warm welcome from Josephine and Hans — and to find that we were invited to…
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Pater and I have evolved a travelling style that suits us but which makes us the target of family jokes — we walk and walk and walk. Then we walk some more. Rarely do we…
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