A Day in Paso Robles

When we were driving to Cambria last summer, we passed through the vineyards of the Paso Robles wine region. Now we like wine, but stopping was pretty much out of the question because even though it was 65-70 degrees in Cambria that week, it was 100+ over the hill Paso — and with Penny in…

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Pretirement

One of the conversational topics explored as we’ve traveled to different places over the past few years is the question: Could we retire here? It’s usually a pretty fun topic. What sort of house could we buy? What would the weather be like? Is there good medical care nearby? Is it too crowded, or too…

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Central Coast Dog Days

Penny here. Most often, Friday nights are pretty easy around here. There’s usually a trip to the chaparral and then comes the drink-making (I never get one, but after they’ve had a couple, I can always count on more treats…) and the dinner-making and the whole weekend thing gets started. I like weekends. My people…

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Last Call

Before we left for France, I posted that I didn’t really like “checklist” vacations and I’m happy to report that even though we kept ourselves pretty busy, there was never a sense that we fell into the trap of going to see things because we were “supposed” to. You might recall though that I did…

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The French Underground

While the Dordogne was rich in French history, scenic drives, gorgeous gardens, and many, many things fried in duck fat, one sunny afternoon we decided to ditch all that and head into the deep (well, sort of deep) recesses of the earth. You see, one of the other things that this region has is caves…

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Enchanted Garden

One of the things in the Perigord that The Beloved had on her to-see list was “The Suspended Gardens of Marquessac”, which seeing as they were “gardens”, I didn’t really know that much about. But I was on vacation in a beautiful area of France, enjoying gorgeous early Spring weather, and eating lots of things…

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Vacation’s Dog Days

If there was anything that could be considered “the hard part” of two-plus weeks in France, it was that we couldn’t take Penny with us. Now, I don’t think that she would have liked Paris all that much (crowded streets, lots of traffic). But it was pretty easy to imagine a pointer running through the…

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