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... it because we walked a very long way. I was annoyed that i didnt have my camare with me because we came across some camerague horses and i wanted to take a photo for Brit, so we decided to come back the next morning and get a picture.
So the next morning i took the picture and we did a little bit more walking but soon left for Dijon. However we soon stopped at a little town and had a look around ( i forget the name of it). There we ...

Hello, I'm french and I come to Palangkaraya January 25 until February
20 with a friend. We are looking to rent a house with 2 rooms and not too far from
downtown.

Halo, saya orang prancis dan saya datang ke
Palangkaraya dari 25 Januari sampai Februari 20 dengan seorang teman. Kami
mencari untuk menyewa rumah tidak jauh dari pusat kota.

Thank you for your help. Terima kasih.

... making very slow headway indeed. Brian was still not feeling 100% and complaining quite a lot. When I looked back at him I saw he was drenched in sweat and very pale. So out to the road and to Carcassone we bee-lined, and the nearest hotel were checked into. Super early (before noon) I was able to do laundry and catch up on internet things.

There was also an amazing medival city high up on a hill that we went for a little walk through ...

... your entire body in cold water. I'd wash my face in the sink, my pits with a wash cloth, my feet and hair in the tub, and well, the nasties were washed in the bidet. It was wonderfully wonderful to sit in this cradle of hygiene and know that everything will be clean.

Luckily, dad stocked the mini fridge as best as he could with lunch meats, eggs, bread, Perrier (yuck) and light Ice Tea (I guess I still am not skinny enough for the ...

What a waste of a day...

Go to Nimes and the national parks people said..... we ended up at a campsite way out of Montpellier and the highlight of our day had been the supermarket!!!!

The national park was lots of farm type marsh land... not what we had imagined. Nimes seemed pretty and lots of well preserved Roman things but the traffic was a nightmare and too hard to park so we kept driving with a plan to go out in Montpellier that ...

... is hands down my favorite way to travel. At first, it seems very intimidating, but you meet so many people so quickly. I had pictured myself being alone for the whole time, but honestly, I have not had a single dinner alone. The idea of eating alone is not even an option because there are so many people to hang out with. What is also very cool about traveling is that all the people you meet are mildly interesting ...

... and Isi called me Malibu, she thought I looked like a Californian in my bathing suit and slightly bronzed skin with my dior sunglasses on lol. We ate our lunch on the beach and then I actually went swimming in the water. It wasn’t 85 degrees like my normal requirement for entering water but I was wonderful. The water is calm like a lake and it is meditative. Ironic that it is the MEDiterranean sea. I ...

... are travelling peasant class, as there aren't usually many window seats below the waterline. Perform some kind of origami and fold ourselves into our tiny bunk beds and turn off the light. And then we are aware that Cabin 2652 is located at the back of the ship inside the engine, approximately 150 cm from the main crankshaft bearing. The continual vibration and the smell of diesel is overwhelming to the point of sleep. DAY 2 in Hell Wake up all disorientated - pitch black in the cabin ...

... 6 course dinner at his home, lots of wine! What a wonderful person and beautiful day. Late in the PM we went to Albi and its huge and brick exterior and 3 dimensionally painted walls and blue ceiling. This is the home of Toulouse Latrauec and we visited his museum. Now we have taken the train to Sete - on the sea. We are within walking distance to the sea. We met a wonderful old man, Yve. HE must have been about 100 years old just kidding, he must have been in his late 70s. He ...

Naci en alguna fabrica, puede que en China, puede que en Forcella (Napoles), no lo sè. Vivi los primeros meses de mi vida en una caja. Eramos muchas, todas bonitas y relucientes, pero no podiamos saberlo, ya que donde estabamos no habia sol. Y un dia entro una voz. A partir de ese momento era siempre una voz distinta, que llegaba llena de entusiasmo y se llevaba alguna de nosotras. Se decia que irse con esas voces se podia convertir en una especie de ...