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... Veringetorix, who almost halted Caesar's success in Gaul. Fountain of Aloise. Statue to Pope Urbain the Second, who initiated the Curia in Rome and set up the first crusade. Then looked into the Unesco listed Notre Dame du Port Basilica with really impressive roof line and tiling. Back to camp to meet up with Rob and Rob again, who had driven in from Lyon. They had also scored a tour of the Michelin factory before retiring to Maccas to collect ...
... like they might cause trouble at any moment. We were invited to join games of soccer and table tennis and we fit right in at the local summer festival, Sable Show.
Our apartment was on the ground floor and the windows opened to Place St. Joseph's weekly farmers' market. Passersby would peek in and say hello or comment on our "bel appartement'. The friends Caleb made would knock on the glass to see if he could come out to play. We established a ...
Caleb and I ventured out to catch a game or two of a junior tennis tournament that was starting today. The teenagers were playing on clay courts just like at Rolland Garos (French Open). I went over with Caleb all of the different types of playing surfaces at the four majors in tennis. Close by Caleb approach some teenagers and promptly got us both into ...
... and two points for a spectacular goal - think 360 spin or no look goal etc. Our team was awesome and we won all four games. The final play was epic - I was twenty feet away from the other teams goal and facing away from it - I received a pass, bent down an rifled it on net between my legs ... It went right in - top shelf ... A young observer screamed 'Spectacular' ... Caleb was proud of pops and said he would pick me for his team for ...
... out the rules and watching 18 year old studs running past us with ease. A sad moment occurred when Caleb was chosen captain of a team and promptly passed over picking me for his team four times. His only excuse was 'you are really not good at rugby' - which I suppose he has a point. When I reflect I realize how many sports we do a day - yet somehow Caleb spins it as though he never gets any choices ... Only mom and dad do... ...