The Conversationalist

For my final days in France I did some special activities, such as drive with a dog and shake my booty to some brass brand music and eat on the banks of the Seine River. You know, the yoosh.

But perhaps the most emotional moment was at an airport with an old friend…

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[JULY 25] This it what happens when dogs drive.

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[JULY 26] Twenty first century reflections on the dilemma between urban and rural living. Can we have it all?

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[JULY 27] The department of Averyon in the south of France is a rather un-touristy part of the nation. You can visit it now in 30 seconds.

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[JULY 28] Boris and I were biking around Paris and we came across a brass band. It reminded us of where we met… in New Orleans!

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[JULY 29] A picnic in Paris is one of life’s great pleasures. Check out what we dined on for lunch.

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[JULY 30] It was a quick flight to my August destination. But sweeter than my easy transfer was seeing an old friend at the gate.

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[JULY 31] In yesterday’s clip you saw me quite excited to see an old friend. Now you can meet Erin. We went to High School together.

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