Time to move my travel blog to a new site. The old host service wanted a wheelbarrow of gold. This is a diary of my travels written for myself, family, and a few friends, no commercial application whatsoever.
Let's see how this goes.
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Starting over
Time to move my travel blog to a new site. The old host service wanted a wheelbarrow of gold. This is a diary of my travels written for myse...
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It’s like building a 3-D jigsaw puzzle: where to go to see which exhibits at what time, divided into length of trip, subdivided by time of d...
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A damp rainy morning and by some miracle, no line to speak of. Walked in and down the aisle, my head on a swivel to the left and right. It’s...
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Bounded out the door – I could hear the clock ticking, counting down the hours until I leave on Sunday. Discovered I could order a noisette ...
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