Residence du Vieux Port
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... in Cortney. I convinced her to get up and go get some food. We found some Indian food and our waitress used her iPhone to help translate everything because she spoke no English. I think that's probably one of the major differences here. Pretty much everywhere we have been, English is everyone's second language and is an automatic default. That's not the case in Marseille. I've found very few people who speak English at all. It's very interesting and leads to a lot of ...
... 8220;undesirables”, and third as an interment camp for Jews being deported to Auschwitz via Drancy. It is also known as the “camp of artists” due to the number and diversity of artworks produced by the interned; more than 400 pieces were created here by the likes of Max Ernst, Hans Bellmer, and Lion Feuchtwanger as a way to channel their creativity to resist the persecution and dehumanization to ...
... further....how unique the French architects are proving.....designing an even smaller cupboard off the first cupboard. Time management wise it was in genius for the business traveller...being able to go to the loo, shower and brush ones teeth all at the same time may have some benefits if late for the train. Although in this case, that would not be a worry as the hotel is literally another wing of the train station! Go Paul...love how he thought ...
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Quickly updating on our return from our Mexico trip around the end of April, Maria-Lynn stayed in Calgary for a month while Marc went to Revelstoke to meet and move Aaron & Brodie's household so that we could start the renovation of their home while Brodie & Eliana were still in Australia. After working on renovating the house from early May and grand-parenting our lovely granddaughter ...
... This constant stopping to catch a rusted staircase through the frame of tree branches, or placing my travel companion right over there, no, maybe a little to the left, at the railing of yet another bridge must have been a constant, bemused frustration to my late wife who suffered my artist soul. But on this trip I took no camera (other than my iPhone and it's default to ****** panorama shots), leaving the artistry entirely to Avril. And sure enough, a walk through ...