Monthly Archives: July 2011

Like a Hooker in a Foreign Land

As I walked by the grey-haired little old man with warm brown eyes and weathered tan skin, I couldn’t help myself but to say, “Bon soir” with a smile. I was a alone and so was he. I was wearing my wedge heels and short shorts and a black lacy top and a black backpack purse on my back. Oh my God–an overnight sack perhaps? Continue reading

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I’ve Been Cursing Like a Sailor

Once you land on the European continent, each and every shrill scream that can be heard from your child’s mouth when she is angry and the “cute” tendency to knock things over and act like a lummox in a china shop will go from dwelling at the level of partially manageable to driving you totally insane. Continue reading

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