Not so bad. The Charlemagne slope, while sloppy, made our shoes muddy but not our spirits. “I might have broken a little sweat,” said a triumphant Gina at the summit. Above the forest with the smile of the sun upon us, our nearly four hours of steep up-and-up gave us...
There are two types of Camino pilgrims. Whether outdoorsy and sporty or fresh from the office and soft, the first shoulders a massive backpack weighted by bedroll, air pillow, and similar backcountry/wilderness explorer-gear, and nightly bunks mostly dressed in...
Since we weren’t on walkers, why not walk? No one needed a knee replaced, a new hip or two, so why not make our 70th birthdays something to remember? Friends since pre-school, Gina and I wanted Europe, we wanted adventure, we wanted to return home after an athletic...
What does it take to go the distance? A marriage made in…France. “Just add three letters to Paris and you have paradise.” – Jules Renard The family Dubois of Avenue Foch are French. That is to say, the family Dubois are different. In an age when...
When successful London banker Janine Marsh was gripped by the (to her) ridiculous idea of owning a ramshackle farmhouse in seriously rural France, she did not toss it off – Ta ta and all that. Instead, she rallied her disbelieving husband, Mark, and before the couple...
A brilliant, beautiful day at the beach – perfect for a death march. This is what friends call my barefoot beach walks. There is no lollygagging, no sauntering. This is a walk with speed and purpose. Yes, I notice the dolphins that frolic. Naturally, when it’s the...
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