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This ain't no flyover country


A small miracle
Reluctantly, we packed our bags to leave Menerbes. This beautiful, quiet, tranquil place is so restful. But alas, we are off to Aix en Provence to see the market and try to find the house where I lived with a family for three weeks in 1993. We weren’t sure if Francois and Maria would have breakfast today because we were leaving or if it would be 9 am again because that is what we requested yesterday. So we had our bags by the gate unsure of whether to leave or go on the ope
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Fumbling through history
I’ve been trying very hard to not have a lot of goals for every day, but if you know me, I have a hard time with that. However, the only thing I wanted to do today was to see the ochre cliffs near Roussillon. But the day started a bit off kilter. I got out of bed thinking I’d rekindle the fire and do yoga, take a walk and drop a blog before breakfast. Amy asked me what time It was and it was then I realized it was 8:50 and we were scheduled for breakfast with Maria and Franco
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Tears of joy
For years I have been wanting to return to a magical place in France called Fontain de Vaucluse. The water literally gushes up out of a mountain and to this day even after lots of studying, diving, etc., there are no for sure answers about this phenomenon. So this morning opération Vaucluse commenced. I was going to get pastries from Chez Wendy just down the street in homage to my cousin Wendy, but true to her high rating, Chez Wendy was wiped out by the time I got there. So
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