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So this is the start of my travel blog for FRANCE. I was just too excited to wait to start it until I leave in January. For anyone who doesn't know, I'm going to France on either January 9th or 10th to study abroad in Poitiers, a small medieval town in the province of Poitou-Charentes, which is on the western coast of France, only an hour and a half train ride to/from Paris (omg!). I really don't know much yet as for the ...

... we don't want to turn the car off again. We let the car run for a while and then headed to get gas. Filled the tank and held our breath as we turned the key......YES.....it's alive !!<br><br>Then after one bathroom break for Don's ever shrinking bladder and dinner with Derek...we made it home. We both slept much better last night, but now I'm starting to cough......maybe we stayed away about a week too long. NOT.<br><br>Signing off........Don<br>

Dre.. transform and roll out..<br><br>Drove up to Eugene this weekend to stoop it with Benja and his lady Rachel. ****in refreshing.. <br>I met Benj in Kathmandu almost two years ago and he's pretty much my life. So being with him was incredible. I could go into details about my amazing weekend but it's just not going to scratch the surface or begin to explain his importance in my life. <br ...

I went back up to Eugene, picked up Katie and we drove back to Idaho. On the way there we camped in the Cascades at the Metoleous River. The photos don't really show how incredible this is, at the mouth of the Metoleous the water comes out of the side of the mountain. Turn around and it's a full river.<br><br>We drove through the Craters of the Moon National Monument, also an incredible area.<br>

We left the ranch and came to Eugene OR a city I lived in back in 1988-90. I came here to participate in a few workshops and visit with good friends. This was the beginning of what I have called my ping-pong ball travels where I went between Eugene and Firth several times. This back and forth could be one of the reasons I was less motivated to ...

... we pulled into the garage lot. Westies everywhere you looked. Grateful Dead wafted from the interior of the garage. It turned out that in Eugene, there is a radio channel completely commited to playing only Grateful Dead tunes. It was on 24/7 at the No Name Garage, and we were comforted by this. Miles sorted us and the van out. It took a couple of days, but all the critical stuff was fixed, and we were able to hit the road again with confidence.

... I master the process inside the tandoor, it should cut that time to less than half, and they end up tasting better as well. So it's win-win all around! I realized this post is a little long-winded, but I know there are several people out there on the internet are wishing they had their own tandoor oven just like I was. And I hope this detail play-by-play of my process will help those people in building their own. In the photos I included a cost breakdown to give you an idea of how ...

... to receive the painting. It was to be the final event before my departure for an anticipated two years in Turkey.<br><br>The ceremony was rightfully about the picture, not me. That's fine with me, I'm something of a social wall-flower in most circumstances. I didn't even publicly say anything, though I was interviewed by a student writer for the university paper.<br><br>Here are some pictures of the Last Show Picture.<br><br><br><br><br>

Just north of Burlington, Vt. is a small sign indicating that you are passing the 45th Parallel, the half-way point between the North Pole and the Equator. On January 7 we passed the 45th Parallel again while walking south into Salem, Ore., having gone as far north as the 49th Parallel during our trip across Canada.(see picture). Seeing this landmark felt a little like coming home. As we move away from the winter solstice and walk farther south, we notice the days getting longer at ...

We took a brief tour to the East of Eugene and explored the McKenzie River http://www.el.com/to/mckenzierivervalle y/ This is a scenic little vista lying between old logging towns and in the hills of the Cascade Mountains. Nancy and I revisited our youth and climbed up a huge pile of boulders. As it turns out, huge piles of boulders are much easier to climb up than down... We also got the ...