Despite not feeling quite like myself, I've spent much of this month on the road, which I always love!
Day 69/365
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Day 2 of our vacation, Andrew's parents took us into the foothills of the Alps that begin just behind Vence. A glorious, sunny, hot day, we had lunch at an open-air restaurant in Le Gourdon, an old village perched at the top of a cliff. Andrew's dad is seventy-one, but can still crack a pace that wore me out!
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Day 2 of our vacation, Andrew's parents took us into the foothills of the Alps that begin just behind Vence. A glorious, sunny, hot day, we had lunch at an open-air restaurant in Le Gourdon, an old village perched at the top of a cliff. Andrew's dad is seventy-one, but can still crack a pace that wore me out!
Day 69/365
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Day 2 of our vacation, Andrew's parents took us into the foothills of the Alps that begin just behind Vence. A glorious, sunny, hot day, we had lunch at an open-air restaurant in Le Gourdon, an old village perched at the top of a cliff. Andrew's dad is seventy-one, but can still crack a pace that wore me out!
Thursday, 19 June 2008
Day 2 of our vacation, Andrew's parents took us into the foothills of the Alps that begin just behind Vence. A glorious, sunny, hot day, we had lunch at an open-air restaurant in Le Gourdon, an old village perched at the top of a cliff. Andrew's dad is seventy-one, but can still crack a pace that wore me out!
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