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Trail of the Blue Kangoo: November 2010
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Monday, November 15, 2010. Me, Myself and Moi. Here's an article I wrote for France On Your Own. Dropped my top. And that's when my French vacation took off. I been with a husband, a couple of girlfriends or (shudder) a tour group, I would never have dared. But with nobody to consult, I followed my own instincts. Hey, I thought, if that plump granny over there can do it, so can I. Saturday, November 13, 2010. This path leads throug...
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo: September 2007
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Saturday, September 01, 2007. The tourist office in Carennac is in the courtyard shared by the 16th century chateau and the 11th century church and priory of St Pierre. I asked one of the women at the desk if they had any information about Ann Barry, the américaine who had lived part-time among them for ten years. She said she could direct me to Ann’s house, Pech Farguet, and she drew me a map. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Friday, October 22, 2010. We Are Still Daddy's Girls. Friends are losing their fathers this fall and I feel for them in a way that can’t be. 8221; he asked with his famous smile. 8220;I’m fine, thank you.”. He smiled wider and began to move on, but something stopped him and he turned around with a worried look. 8220;Are we…you and I…are we okay? And I said yes, “We are just fine.”. I like to think it was me. Thank you for writing t...
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo: October 2010
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Friday, October 22, 2010. We Are Still Daddy's Girls. Friends are losing their fathers this fall and I feel for them in a way that can’t be. 8221; he asked with his famous smile. 8220;I’m fine, thank you.”. He smiled wider and began to move on, but something stopped him and he turned around with a worried look. 8220;Are we…you and I…are we okay? And I said yes, “We are just fine.”. I like to think it was me. A Great Red Wine.
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo: August 2010
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Sunday, August 22, 2010. From the ridiculous to the sublime.the trail leads back to Saignon and the first event at La Maison des Arts et Lettres, where Andrew (center in front of the Paella Painting) and around seventy visitors contemplated the making and enjoying of art. Friday, August 20, 2010. Sunday, August 15, 2010. See… that’s what gets me about tent living in the Trailer Park- - she has a deck and I don’t. The trailer- -she ...
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo: August 2007
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Tuesday, August 28, 2007. Carennac is a tiny storybook village (370 inhabitants) on the Dordogne, with an impressive 11th Century Clunisian priory, village houses with half-timber overhanging balconies, and a grassy shoreline walk along the little canal fed by the river. Here’s an Amazon.com review by Robert Ruiz from several years ago:. Yes it will be there ,. Will not ”. 8220;I was happy in a way I’d never been before,̶...
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo
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Trail of the Blue Kangoo. Journal of a woman who won't stay in her place. Monday, November 15, 2010. Me, Myself and Moi. Here's an article I wrote for France On Your Own. Dropped my top. And that's when my French vacation took off. I been with a husband, a couple of girlfriends or (shudder) a tour group, I would never have dared. But with nobody to consult, I followed my own instincts. Hey, I thought, if that plump granny over there can do it, so can I. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Great Red Wine.
