We arrived home safely, Nancy, Fergus and I, but all of our baggage stayed in Europe. There was a baggage handling snafu in Frankfort, but they say we should have it by Monday. A lesson lies somewhere there, but I'm not sure what it is.
Our old friend, Smokey, the Toyota pick-up has been sold and it's all over except the transfer of money and paperwork. Smokey served us admirably, but it was not a vehicle well suited to travel around Europe, so it had to go. Our renovation is over for the most part and we no longer have a use for Old Smokey. We'll rent or lease a car next time we go to France. We'll get better gas mileage, not have to maintain it, and be able to carry more than two people. We won't have to buy insurance or worry about where Smokey spends the winter. Nonetheless, we'll miss you old buddy.
We're not sure about when we will return to Leran, but possibly next September, or late August. We have other things on our plate right now. As many of you already know, we've sold our property in Moab and need to find a new place to dwell. Where that will be, we are not yet certain, but a lot of this fall will be spent looking at houses. Houses in Santa Fe, New Mexico to begin with. If that doesn't feel comfortable, it may be elsewhere. We have come to a point in our lives where access to extreme outdoor recreation no longer dictates where we want to live. We want to take into account better summertime weather as there might come a time we won't go to France every year, as well as a little better access to medical care and more cultural opportunities. Santa Fe might work just fine, or not. We'll see.
And lastly, do not expect many posts until we do return to France. We might feel inspired write about the upcoming move, but don't count on it. In any case, thanks for stopping by and see you soon.
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Sounds like a new era, please keep us posted on your search for a new perch. If only Santa Fe were still as it was when we visited in the fifties. I remember you were afraid to sit on the Indian's lap in the lobby of the hotel La Fonda. I bet they don't do that anymore. There was a big fountain nearby and I think you cried. I don't remember if I sat on his lap or not but I think I did. Love, Leslie
I know it must be difficult to be so entertaining all the time, but I, for one, will miss your regular posts. Hopefully you will have some interesting thoughts in your quest for a new location. Or at least some things that drive you crazy and compel you to write.
Oh no! Say it isn't so! Please don't stop blogging--I enjoy it so much! Your search for a new home and the inevitable renovations will be plenty of grist for the blog mill. Thanks for all the postings you have done so far--and the many more to come!
I too shall miss your blog! The re-caps of historical events and your never-ending sense of humor about your various adventures (and mis-adventures)has made reading the blog a total joy.
I didn't realize that you were leaving Moab so that was a little surprise to me. I personally love Santa Fe, and Taos also. It's been a while since I was in New Mexico, but I always felt that it lived up to the legend on it's license plates..."The land of enchantment". Good luck with your house search. Let us know where you end up.
Hopefully, you have received your luggage by now! If not...GOOD LUCK!
Take care, Luke
I look forward to your blog every day and will miss it. It has been a great way to travel with your guiding hand. Santa Fe used to have a kind of magic to it. Let's hope that some of that magic is still there. I think that it must take a certain amount of work to do the blog, but try to keep all of us bloggers in the loop as to your next adventure. Judy
Glad to hear you arrived back safely and that you have been reunited with your luggage. Always a drag. Sorry to hear that you will be not keeping up your good blog work. We will miss your doings. Good luck with the house hunt. Send news.
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