BEST WESTERN PLUS La Porte hotel & Conference Center
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... on your forum posts on your dashboard so no pesky emails or searching, the ability to upload pictures and videos, etc. etc.
That somewhere is Virtual Tourist, and I am thrilled. It is just like this blog and more, and I am transferring everything over to VT. I will be closing this blog down soon so I have everything in one place. Freakin' awesome! I'm incredibly excited. It took me some playing to figure VT out (have to get used to a new format ...
... plant and a sawmill with a 5 foot saw blade (yikes -- watch those fingers). The museum sits on 155 acres with a beautiful pond. While walking around I saw a swan (I think) and a flock of geese (again I think) on the pond (see the ...
... closed in...depositing a toll booth ticket in a slot in the car, and not being able to retrieve it...getting lost in Normandy again while trying to find a hotel and passing the same spot three times...riding a city bus in Brugge with local folks telling us when and where to depart...the Camembert cheese from Normandy carried to our hotel in Paris and stored in the room safe, stinking up the ...
... fun, and Jonathan and I enjoy her company immensely! After watching "Project Runway" on Bravo, we while away a few hours during our final evening together playing cards (see photo). Alexis thrashes us soundly. Now I sit at O'Hare preparing yet once again to head out to a part of the world I have never explored before - Romania! I leave with the firm resolve not to let my obsession with staying current on my blog become a hindrance to my enjoyment of ...
... miles I somehow managed to accumulated in my account. They were burning a hole the size of a boarding pass in my virtual pocket. I craved distance, yet not so great as to overwhelm our limited time off. I needed a distinct departure, but crossing the Atlantic for pleasure, not for business, seemed like an irresponsible betrayal of our Ellie: a frivolous thing no parent should attempt unless prepared to pay for therapy sessions later. It was momentary inspiration, perhaps, ...