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What's Italian For 'That's a Lovely Speedo'
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Sam Comes To Italy To Go To Ferragamo. Ferragamo Is Closed.
The Grocery Store Is Out Of Pasta
This Isn't Pork!
Four Courses And A Wedding
Look At What My Dog Found In The Grass
Who Needs Barilla When You Have Donatella?
That's Why Men Like Grapes

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How Many Tunnels Does It Take To Get To France
Boars And Bees And Gypsies, Oh My!
Mas de Chain Saw Massacre
My Lawyer's Not Afraid Of Your Lawyer
No, We Don't Have Reservations. Is That A Problem?
What's So Funny About My French?
YOU Belong To The Vegas Party Club?
Mom Discovers Her Inner Lady Marmalade
You Prayed For What?

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Dordogne: The Search For Walnut Oil
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Biron: Happy Bastille Day
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Vaga-Blog - Volume I - Chicago to Zurich (May 29-30)

MY VAGABOND SUMMER BEGINS


My vagabond summer begins Saturday, but I decided to arrive Wednesday to give myself a few days to acclimate. Only the guests should have jetlag hangovers!

I wasn’t sure if flying business class was worth the $185 I spent to upgrade my ticket. Sure enough, I hadn’t even put my bag down when the flight attendant asks if I’d like a glass of champagne. Poor thing didn’t know who she’s dealing with. YES I want a glass, and keep ‘em coming until I don’t look petrified. The flight was bumpier than I’d like; then again, anyone who’s flown with me knows a kitten’s sneeze is too bumpy. It calmed down after a few hours, and I managed to sleep for a while, in my head thanking the airline gods for the free champagne buzz.

There’s a 12-year-old girl across the aisle flying to see her aunt in Zurich. It’s her first time on a plane, AND she’s alone. For 10 hours. That girl has kahunas.

Miles traveled: 4435
Persons arrested for falsifying personal info to steal my seat: 1; bags confiscated: 2
Total weight of my baggage: 40 out of allowable 100 lbs
Non-nervous 12-year-olds who slept so soundly they had to be awoken upon landing: 1
Gratis champagnes enjoyed (by me, NOT the 12-year-old): 2. Okay 3. Who’s counting?
Best money I’ve ever spent: $185 business class upgrade

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