SherriI am sitting at Calendal, a cute little hotel in Arles, a modest sized town in Provence, only miles from the Mediterranean Sea.
We woke up in Gordes and not that it mattered much, because we were checking out anyway, but there was no electricity in our home.
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SherriThe Basque Hotel, not to be missed. You simply haven’t lived, until you have been at the Basque Hotel. And I lay here late at night, so happy to be in a comfortable bed. Where is the Basque Hotel you ask? France or Spain, in the Pyrenees? No actually, it’s in the town of Jordan Valley (JV),
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SherriI am at the Basque Hotel tonight and it is already feeling like home.
We woke up and asked the Shell attendant about the internet cafe in JV, and he directed us to JV Cafe. We went over to the café thinking we would order something light to eat to justify our use of the internet and catch up on email.
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SherriI am back in Eugene now.
I woke up in Caldwell, with that feeling one gets knowing their travels are in the twilight phase. But also eager to make the most of the day, although I felt it wouldn’t top yesterday and discovering the Grand Canyon.
Back in Oregon,
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SherriI am an early riser by nature, but when hanging in the tropics, I am even more so. The first sign of dawn and I am up and at ’em. The mosquitos had a field day on me last night, but I scratched myself like a mad woman and shrugged it off.
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SherriIt is very late, technically, it’s Monday, and I am in a most wonderful spot in Kipahulu, feeling blissful on so many levels.
I woke up at Wia’anapanapa State Park and went for a morning walk. I have taken Scooter for his morning walk for years and now he has me trained.
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SherriIt’s late, and I am thoroughly enjoying sitting in my bed, in Wailuku, with an internet connection. OK, that’s a big time understatement. I am in heaven – it’s the first time I have been able to get online since last Thursday!
My day started at 3am, when my phone alarm woke me up.
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SherriOK – you may not believe it, but here I sit, at Sansei Sushi again. I promise you, I am not planning on getting accustomed to listening to drunk people singing while I chow down on raw tuna, but through a situation of happenstance, here I am, for the second night in a row.
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