tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post4906029688211019679..comments2024-03-27T07:54:13.206-04:00Comments on An Accidental Blog: Dreaming of France -- Pont du GardPaulita http://www.blogger.com/profile/14237320966048538408noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-34817994611637560392013-02-05T12:31:13.727-05:002013-02-05T12:31:13.727-05:00Sounds like me when we're on a driving trip, g...Sounds like me when we're on a driving trip, grumpy and wanting something other than gas station food!<br />I'm always wishing for that perfect cafe with great food but we have been known to finally get a cellophane wrapped sandwich made of sawdust.Jackie McGuinnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15946085131678256211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-78884255021978158412013-02-04T21:05:00.783-05:002013-02-04T21:05:00.783-05:00Beautiful photos...thanks for sharing.
Elizabeth
...Beautiful photos...thanks for sharing.<br /><br />Elizabeth<br />Silver's Reviews<br /><a href="http://silversolara.blogspot.com/2013/02/saturday-snapshot-2213.html" rel="nofollow">My Saturday Snapshot</a><br />Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01522861943931628690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-86767572725443694442013-02-04T12:07:48.059-05:002013-02-04T12:07:48.059-05:00You do not look that happy there. I have always wa...You do not look that happy there. I have always wanted to do a bike trip in France. Even if I go for a short 15 mile ride I have learned to always have food with me. You are right though hit a town at the wrong time and everything is closed.Esmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01558695355351437784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-24002907050917781512013-02-04T11:24:20.963-05:002013-02-04T11:24:20.963-05:00I redid the link. Sorry! You can delete the old o...I redid the link. Sorry! You can delete the old one of course. Don't want to hog the LINKY! LOL<br />Virginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01152464973355194995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-10673573108080173062013-02-04T10:26:41.597-05:002013-02-04T10:26:41.597-05:00I think I"m in, but believe I clicked too fas...I think I"m in, but believe I clicked too fast. I'll watch and see. <br /><br />Back home and still amazed I could keep up the pace in Paris for nine days running! Whew.<br />VVirginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01152464973355194995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-62401884231466542242013-02-04T04:11:34.323-05:002013-02-04T04:11:34.323-05:00Ha ha - I never leave the house without a 75% bar ...Ha ha - I never leave the house without a 75% bar of dark chocolate - better to be prepared. We did a couple of days on our bikes last summer and I cycled all the first day and until lunch the second day with a tin of tuna so we could make our lunch. Not only was it heavy, but I could feel it pushing into my back all the way. At least we didn't go hungry!Jacqui Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14140901612471884897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-82980759261572106482013-02-03T23:55:07.969-05:002013-02-03T23:55:07.969-05:00The notion of a French 7-11 made me laugh, as did ...The notion of a French 7-11 made me laugh, as did your grumpy face. It also reminded me of the the story John Travolta tells Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction. He asks him 'you know what they call a quarter pounder with cheese'. Jackson says 'don't they call it a quarter pounder with cheese. Travolta explains that the French use the metric system so the American name is meaningless. Hence the quarter pounder with cheese is Le Royale with cheese.<br />Astonishing aquaduct, btw! Sim Carterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07069681571808073102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32469880.post-40239499207470755532013-02-03T22:34:02.981-05:002013-02-03T22:34:02.981-05:00Oh I hate that feeling- it's terrible getting ...Oh I hate that feeling- it's terrible getting stuck without food. I must admit to laughing at your grumpy-chocolate-starved pout. Thankfully noones been brave enough to take a picture of mine. Looks a lovley place though- I really must get to the south of France one of these days. Louisehttp://astrongbeliefinwicker.blogspot.com.au/2013/02/sweet-paris.htmlnoreply@blogger.com