Monthly Archives: August 2014

[Is laundromat a French word?   There comes a time while on vacation where one still has to perform household chores.  So, the super and I were up at the crack of dawn, wandered down the street a couple of blocks, and … Continue reading →

[When last we left you, The Biddies had been kidnapped by a Versailles gardens tram . . . I tried to document where they were being taken through photographic evidence.] [Here the super looks wistfully back at the palace.] [We were kindly allowed … Continue reading →

Hey, Francophiles, we’re baaccckkkkk!  This was Tuesday, June 17.  This was Versailles day.  The palace and grounds are 12 miles outside of Paris, about a 20-minute train ride.  But we had concerns because some of the trains were on strike.  … Continue reading →

[We left Mackinaw City early Sunday morning, driving back over the bridge on the way to Camp Brosius in Elkhart Lake, Wisconsin, our annual visit to Indiana University’s alumni camp.   We had initially thought about taking the ferry across Lake Michigan from Ludington … Continue reading →