Yesterday, today and for some tomorrows to come, my mind drifts along with that wonderfully alive spirit known to some as the Lady of Shallot. For those of you who have lost someone during this past terrible year of isolation, distance, and turmoil: adieu, adieu!! 1888 by John William Waterhouse.
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Lisbon to Porto by train
I purchased tickets a couple of months earlier in hand (and on our phones) ready and waiting. Since we will only be taking two trains this t...
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[20 April, Easter Sunday] OK, so our morning wasn't actually spent in Annecy per se. Still the bus said Annecy City Tour. . . We had ou...
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[22-23 April] We were packed and ready to go by 9:00am. After last-minute tidying up we left the apartment keys on the table, hauled our ba...

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