Paris was full of surprises. And contradictions. We enjoyed them all from our perch atop the Big Bus.
An Imperfect Introduction
He blowd his brains out his ears
The descent into Spain is rugged. The bright pastures of the sommets des pyrénées slip downslope, gradually at first, then furiously, precipitously, until they tumble into dense beech forests. Bob and I do the same. Spattered by mud, decorated with leaves, and swathed in shadow, we appreciate the epic Song of Roland.
