May 31 to June 6

We have been back only two days, and like always with journeys far away in exotic lands, it seems it almost never happened. Of course our friends ask us what it was like, and in a way both Ruth and I are stuck for an easy answer because it was an experience in a very big way.  The truth is the journey fulfilled the only prerequisite of worth, ROMANCE AND ADVENTURE.

It was romantic because the south of France and Corsica is always beautiful and I was with Ruth every moment and she is beautiful. We saw beauty, ate beauty, drank beauty and breathed beauty.

It was romantic because I saw old friends and we remembered beauty together.

 How can that be not good?

It was an adventure because nothing I planned worked out the way it was supposed to...it was an adventure because we got soaking wet and lost on cold streets...it was an adventure because all the ways it had once been had changed to something else...it was adventure because at times we wondered if we would ever get home with our skin or a nickel between us.

It was an adventure because it changed our lives in ways yet to be seen.

In three weeks I took 1178 photographs. Thank God for the digital revolution which spares the expensive and painful process of having at least stupid 500 photographs that no one will ever look at once.

I am not sure how many are actually good photos, but at least here are the last bunch that WRAP the journey...I will try to condense the display and explain in a minor way in the June blog page coming up in a week or so, but for now make up your own stories...and I will add a few more as I get to this day, but now it is time to wake Ruth with a cup of coffee and give her big kiss...

Just for fun, Ruth and I went by the Texas Cadillac Ranch last August, and I thought they would look good transplanted...

And of course when in Nice there is the Matisse and Chagall Museums...what surprised me was they did not mind people taking photos...something that never can be done in American museums.