How you gonna keep ’em down on the farm?

After they’ve seen Paree.  So asks the question in the post World War I song and while I wasn’t around at the turn of the last century (though jetlag leaves me feeling as though I might have been) I understand the sentiment.  Paris is pretty darn incredible and the French Roast at my local Starbucks will pale in comparison once I return home. Asked to describe my experience in Paris in one word, I chose the word surreal, as it […]

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Come fly with me, let’s fly, let’s fly away…

Just to let you know:  I have a passport and I’m not afraid to use it.  Starting tomorrow.  And starting with a cup of tea in (wait for it)… London.  What started with a 30 minute glider ride in Santa Barbara has somehow blossomed into an international flight leaving LAX tomorrow afternoon and arriving at Heathrow, the afternoon after that (oh Time Zone Conversion, you wicked mistress).   And you know what?  I’m looking forward to the ten hour plane […]

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