Home!

And it is good to be home. We had a great time in France, but Dorothy knew what she was talking about. There's nothing like sleeping in your own bed, using your own personal bathroom, and driving your own car.

Not one more thing could have been jammed into the two weeks we spent in beautiful France. Castles, cathedrals, museums, countryside, beaches--you name, we saw it. My only regret is that I didn't bring my pedometer to log the miles we trekked everyday. Thank goodness for sensible shoes!

In the end, we decided that we Americans could learn a thing or two from the French. They know how to slow down and enjoy life a little better than we do. Maybe it's all the great French wine!