Greece – Paros and Santorini We have no directions to get to our villa in Paros as there are NO STREET ADDRESSES here. We are instructed to meet the house caretaker at the airport, an Armenian transplant, who holds up a sign for us. Not really necessary since...
Bon Jour! HELLO! I’m still floating after a romantic trip to Gay Pah-ree with My Guy over spring break. His aunt and uncle have an apartment there and have lived half of each year in Paris for the last 20 years. His uncle teaches a landscape design course every fall...
Bon Jour con’t… And having a few problems of my own starting before I ever left home…. Being of the age when I can no longer predict with any accuracy the timing of my monthly cycle and getting closer and closer to our departure date, I decide to challenge Mother...
