Avignon, France
I made a brief stop in
The inevitable insanity that comes with a trip like this (think of it like a prize in a box of cereal), is beginning to set in. Without admitting to too many incriminating details for future employers to find when I’m 40 and have forgotten all about this blog, I’ll leave it at this: There was dancing on tables at a cafe with AS and a cat that I could have sworn really wanted to take a bath. Also Rocco almost got eaten by a dog.
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