Category: excursions
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in Vintimilla or Ventimiglia
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one small handbag, one large tote (for someone else) and a large summer-weight scarf…how did i forget to get sunglasses? that's what i went there for!…just gonna have to go back next week… and Ryan still needs to get those mandals…
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Ryan in Not-Italy after hussling out the door to catch the 11am train we arrived at the station to find that the 11am train was a figment of my imagination (and the online train schedule). a cup of coffee and an hour later we're waiting on the platform for the 12pm train…which is delayed for…
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mom called tonight—she and Bert are in Andorra, a town in Italy just 50 miles away–they've had to stay there a few days to repair a problem with the rudder, but already mom is love with Italy–a few quotes: "The woman are fat!!" "They've got boobs and hips!" "The kids make noise and the moms…
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i'm so jealous. mom's had Krispy Kreme doughnuts in London.
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Haut-de-Cagnes we've been feeling a little house-bound lately, so mom and i decided to spend the afternoon in the medival village of Haut-de-Cagnes (above Cagnes sur Mer), have a little lunch and a wander around in the tiny, charming lanes. lunch was great–the town is dead quiet this time of year, though it wasn't much…
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going through the pics from my trip to Savannah, i've realized that The Custard hasn't really changed a bit in three years, aside from the occassional facial hair experiment and the recent bleach blonde madness. take a look. cooking up some goodness: that is the exact SAME rooster t-shirt, still extra-extra large. i call it…
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one last night out, Southern Style, to The Crab Shack on Tybee Island.."Where the Elite Eat in Their Bare Feet". and apparently the $1 souvenir beer coozies are the hottest thing going. Bert should be able to make use of it on the boat i think. i got my Low Country Boil and deviled crab.…
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Mr. Grant T. Nelson joined us on many nights for cocktails around town..and we were able to pop by his most recent art opening after the rehearsal dinner..conveniently located across the road. Savannah seems so small and quiet to me now. i can't imagine that folks still drive as much as they do there..we drove…
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Kevin took this one of Me and The Ex..um, The Boy, um..oh, i don't know. let's just call him The Custard. (more on that later too). i think my exact words when viewing this pic that night on the digital cam were "Oh shit, I am so screwed." note: it's pretty scary when even your…
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