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Truth be told, I am not really a blog reader. In fact there is not one blog I follow. Once in a while Shelby tells me about a great blog I should read or one that she reads but it is really not my thing. Up until now I have not had time to read even the NYT every day, let alone other people's thoughts. So the approach to our Euro blog is just being made up as we go. Steve assumed it would be a sentence or three a day saying where we were or what we did but if you have been reading, you know it is much more about observations and life and yes FOOD. So we need some feed back....are you reading this? We see all the hits but not the who. What is fun to hear about?Most importantly, we still want everyone to stay in touch by email-you may feel like you talked to us because you know what we are doing but we have no idea what is going on back home, so write!

 Now for the actual blog entry for today.

 Steve thought he was getting so good at French. He had just mentioned that he would know he was doing well when responses came naturally. After a very relaxing day of sashaying about town and taking in a picnic lunch at Fountain  du Vacluse we were walking back to our room to get changed to go to the pool when our hostess Marie-Christine walked by. She casually asked how our day had been anD where we were headed when Steve replied with all the confidence and savior faire of a Frenchman bellowed 'Maintenant Madame salle du Bain' not realizing until I was hysterical laughing that he had told her he was going to the bathroom not the 'piscine', pool! I cannot imagine what she thought but she was kind enough not to LOL. As you can see he got over it enough to enjoy a glass of wine at the pool.

 Tomorrow or in the days to come...more food, how I now know where Canadiens get their travel style, fish feet and the list of oh so very French things I have already bought and must ship home although I swore this was not a shopping trip.

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  1. peachsushiJune 12, 2013 at 7:51:00 PM EDT

    Hi!! I have definitely been reading the blog and have enjoyed every bit of it. It is fun to see through you eyes and to be opened to a different place in the world. Loved the part about Steve having to climb the stairs and the last post about the toilet!! Keep blogging and know how happy others are for you guys to be enjoying this time together...to be "living" your dreams...Have a great day and "see" you soon!

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  2. UnknownJune 13, 2013 at 4:00:00 PM EDT

    Hey, you guys!! Missing you so but your writing has been incredible! First of all, thanks for making the time to let us 'walk' with you both on this trip! Here at home all we hear about now is the US Open....Really? I so don't care. I'd much rather see your food shots and hear about your fabulous daytrips and purchases. How has the weather been? Hot enough to get another light dress? I just linked the blog to my email so I'll see your postings right away. So fabulous to 'live' this along with you! I do have to say I got a bit scared when I saw Steve's after-photo from the barbershop. Could have been a mafia movie shot! I'll write more soon - xoxo Meryl

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