Hotel Le Commerce
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... of Caterina Sforza de Medici, the reason I was in Forli at all. But they particularly wanted us to see this work by Canova, it has its own room and is the hallmark piece of the museum. And they went nuts when we finally communicated to them that we have a copy of Canova in our home, from the 1880s. It came to me through my father's brother's, (a WWII submarine hunter pilot in Europe), wife, who is Dutch. Her father had a significant antique shop ...
... in an earlier narrative.
The farthest the Muslims ever reached in their perennial efforts to move their line of conquest north into Gaul (today’s France) was Carcassonne, the subject of this email. All the while over the previous thousand years since the Romans, the fortresses of the Carcassonne region were being built, rebuilt, added onto and reinforced.
While the Muslims could make no headway into France through the Carcassonne region of ...
... and dear fraternity brother:
“Thanks for the info. My mom is a genealogist, and I’m a direct descendant of William Wallace apparently. Also Old King Cole and Robert the Bruce for what that is worth. And a direct descendant from thousands of others over the past 800 years also if one does the math.
Keep it up. Am enjoying.
I absolutely believe that Dickie F. is a direct descendant of William Wallace, the ...
... pump to pump up water. There was no way a pipe could be attached. Having praised the system, I do need to clean the contacts so that the pump works every time. So we dumped grey and black water, filled up with fresh and decided to go back to Fanjeaux where we knew there was shade. All we had to hope was, that there would be space as it is a small aire.
Whoopee, there was space and shade, so we got the chairs out, pulled out the awning and opened a bottle of ...
... old centre of town in the early darkness of winter, and having a beer with the locals. Next morning we climbed up Montsegur, slowly and carefully, in the ice and snow with the summit shrouded in clouds. The cloud rose as we climbed so although the sky was still grey the summit was clear when we reached the top. The ruins of the castle were filled with snow. It must have been a bleak place for those Cathars sheltering from the 10,000 troops laying siege ...