Furlough: Week THREE!

To quote Violet Crawley, the Dowager Countess of Grantham of Downton Abbey, “What’s a weekend?” You see, she is so privileged and moneyed that she never worked or had close contact with anyone with a job. She has no concept of work days and rest days. So, here I am heading into week three of […]

Home Again*

(Partial) Yes, we are finally back in Roseville.  We estimate that from the moment we entered CDG Airport to stepping out of SFO it was a total of 40 hours.  That is a lot of time without fresh air and sunlight.  There was nine hour time change and an 11 hour flight included in the […]


(Partial) Note to self: when sleeping in an airport overnight…never ever take a row of seats with seats behind. The seats to our backs filled up during the night with some very strange and scary characters. So, much so…the janitor told me to be careful and keep an eye on my stuff. Check. I love […]

Our Last Day on Bikes*

Today, I found the freeway. Together we left the hotel in Le Viver sur Mer and headed left toward our ultimate destination of Saint Malo. […]


(Partial) Yeah, like someone is out in the gang way holding a sign with our name on it to help us. The entire day at Heathrow was totally fucked up due to fog. And we are right in the middle of it. Before getting in a non-moving packed queue (line) I went up to a […]


I am tired. No really, not just pooped…but done. […]

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