Tired as an old goat, I stumbled into the Atlanta airport this morning at 6am. I have a bad habit of obsessing the night before a trip. I get my packing done, finish work and household chores. Then I get this wild notion that I must change the oil in
It’s barely 8:00pm and I am already in my pjs. I’ve had dinner, the lights are out, my front windows are cracked open, letting in a cool breeze. I’m exhausted. It’s been a long, tough 4-1/2 months leading up to this trip. All week I’ve worried that this time
It’s 10:28pm. I just got back from my first writing class. There were 16 or 17 of us taking the class. A few young ones, but most ranging from 40 to 60 years old. We went around the room introducing ourselves, one by one telling a snippet of the memoirs we
Phew, what a birthday. You’re only 60 once, so why not blow it out for weeks. That’s exactly what I did. Two dear friends from church treated me to a big ol’ steak dinner. Yeah, Ruth’s Chris, no less! A girlfriend had three of us at her home for a
A door opened for me this spring. I had the honor of being chosen as one of 27 people from around the US to visit New Orleans for 5 days. While there I was to assess the city’s entrepreneurial rebirth after Katrina. In return for this all-expense paid trip, I
I’ve walked nineteen of the twenty arrondissements – I’ll do my last one today. My feet and legs are worn out, as is my spirit. I miss home. Yesterday morning as I walked across town to pick up some laundry, I plugged in my earplugs to hear Zach Brown on
Today is Saturday and I have 2-1/2 more days in Paris. As you can imagine, I’m beginning to panic about how I’ll fit in the things remaining on my list. The Museum Quai Branly, the Museé D’Art Moderne, plus my last two arrondissements, the 15th and 17th. Tomorrow I’ll visit
Yesterday may have been my favorite day in Paris. My two Atlanta friends and I decided to hike from our apartment to the Pére Lachaise. We had tried the evening before to go to this famous cemetery, but got re-routed due to a problem in one of the train stations.
I started college majoring in architecture. I remember clearly the Golden Rule of my first instructor: Form follows function. In other words, design it to function properly first. Then make it rock visually! Having lived now in two different apartments in Paris, I underscore the validity of that lesson. One
Today is Saturday and I have 2-1/2 more days in Paris. As you can imagine, I’m beginning to panic about how I’ll fit in the things remaining on my list. The Museum Quai Branly, the Museé D’Art Moderne, plus my last two arrondissements, the 15th and 17th. Tomorrow I’ll visit
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