I loved so many of the houses in New Orleans and in the country areas, just north of the city. Every where I looked I thought, "Oh my, I could live there." I covet homes with a Caribbean flavor; the wide verandas, colors, and classic look. I am pretty sure in at least one of my past lives, I drank many a cup of mint tea on a veranda like the many I drooled over. One day, maybe, just maybe, I will call a home like this my own......
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Istanbul
On our way to Uganda we had a 24 hour lay over in Istanbul. We opted to go into the city for a short visit, knowing that time would be more ...
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I lived in El-Sobrante about ten years before I ventured out to the annual El-Sobrante Stroll. El-Sobrante, which means 'The leftove...
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I last took the girls to the town I grew up in when they were 6 & 8. They did not remember. I asked them prior to our heading to New Y...
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