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May 3. Day 307. “Let me guess. You’re the church going type. You came right from church.” This is was instead of hello, from the old man manning the CD table at an estate sale I visited this morning. “Oh, really. What makes you think I’m the pious type?” I replied, mock snarky. “The CDs I chose, or [...] April 27. Day 301. As anyone following this blog for some time knows, my car has been teetering on the edge of the abyss for about a year now. For a while, the engine was shutting down randomly while I was driving, then the tachometer started jumping up and down erratically. Now it still routinely won’t [...] haggling |
April 18. Day 292. Fifteen seconds after I set foot in Nice’s old port district, ready to explore Roman ruins, photograph a fish market, perhaps buy some lavender or herbes de provence as presents for people back home, or do whatever it is one does in old port districts, I spotted a landmark I won’t [...] haggling |
April 16. Day 290. Time to deal. “Hi,” [...] April 14. Day 288. All afternoon my mom and I wandered in and out of stores around St. Germain, the ultra chic knot of streets where $5 tea is un vrai bargain, book stores sell letters written by Franz Liszt and George Sand, and trench coats abound. We had coffee on rue Vavin, my mom found some [...] |
    
  
 
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