Never understood this Franklin axiom, but I always loved it. Guess that's why they say, ignorance is bliss.
How I see it, if I pass four months away from the states, never stopping to filter my thoughts into a blog (so much more feasible than a little moleskin, and easily shared), (a) I will regret it later on when I am overflowing with generalizations and vague sentiments, and (b) I will fail to give my friends an opportunity to see what is up. I could probably add letters, but a simple a-b ought to suffice.
The question, comme toujours chez moi, do I actually post here... or heaven forbid, NEGLECT.
Welcome to Part 2 of Daniel in France.
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ReplyDeleteRemember. Fratboy hedonism requires you drink AMBAP (as much booze as possible) in the next month.
There is a higher road. La vie des epicureannes.
Fudge and Cognac. Fudge and cognac.
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D- Next time I see you, I expect your head adorned by a beret, with a bottle of wine under one arm and a baguette in the other. Maybe on a bicycle, rolled trousers.
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ReplyDeletewe're here to read Dan - We've missed you.
ReplyDeleteAre pictures possible too? Can't wait to hear your words! But I wouldn't seeing a little bit of France too. ;) Love ya Dan!
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