Beautiful Brussels
Jun22

Beautiful Brussels

I arrived in Brussels at 9:30 AM this morning. That meant It was 1:30 AM in Santa Fe and I had been flying and exploring airport food courts for about 18 hours. My Santa Fe mind and body were telling me it was past my bedtime and that bed in the Warwick Hotel was calling me, but my common sense was telling me that it was 9:30 AM and time for breakfast and a “walk-about”.  I knew that if I succumbed to that idea of taking a...

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The Last Time I Saw Paris It Was Like A Ghost Town
Jun19

The Last Time I Saw Paris It Was Like A Ghost Town

During one of those pandemic nights, I calculated I have spent 180 days in the Saint-Germain-des-Prés neighborhood in Paris over the course of the last 8 years. One of my favorite streets there is rue de Buci. It is lined with cafes and always crowded, except for that day in late March of 2020 when I walked out of my apartment to rolled up awnings and widows full of stacked chairs and made my way the one block to Boulevard...

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A Quiet Paris
Mar16

A Quiet Paris

I know there is a lot going on in everyones lives right now, but I did feel that I owe those of you that follow my blog, an update. I am currently holed up in my apartment in Paris. Everything is closed except grocery stores and fortunately, I do have one my street two doors away and supplies are not a problem. My only hardship comes from knowing the possibilities now shuttered just outside my door. I know that three blocks away, when...

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Amsterdam 2020
Mar06

Amsterdam 2020

I am safe and sound in Amsterdam, but I have had my usual bout with jet lag that seems to get worse with my age. It is difficult to come from Santa Fe and suddenly tell your body that you know it is 11 PM in Santa Fe, but it is time to get up and have breakfast where you are. Do not misunderstand me. I am in Amsterdam and I am loving it. Saturday night I went to the Concert hall or Concertgebouw in Amsterdam and listened to the Royal...

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It’s Never Too Late for Paris
Feb12

It’s Never Too Late for Paris

My excitement level is building like a tidal wave. I am only two weeks away from heading back to Europe. I cannot wait to be spending the next two months gazing upon incredible art, eating incredible food and seeing old friends and meeting new ones. On January 21st I was 74 years old, but you should know that my very first trip to Paris was in 2011 when I was 65. Before that, the extent of my travel out of this country had been...

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