I was supposed to do 5, but I cut it to 3 (3.3 according to Garmin!), because I felt bad for Schmedly, the Original G. Or Guinness, if you follow our doggie foolishness here at TAS. (OOOOOHH, I love that Toots and I have garnered an abbreviation!!!!!) I felt so bad! She was “un chien haletant,” which was a phrase I used in “Pomme à Pomme” in French conversation tonight. Google it.
Anyhoooooo, French conversation folks were here tonight, I ran earlier, Lumpy and I made a new friend, Guinness reinforced her “special dog” status because she speaks French, and all had a wonderful, relaxed evening. Or so I believe.
Last point: Dublin will happen next summer. No marathon; just French free travel. We would like to do 1.5-2 weeks in Ireland, then 2 weeks in Belgium/France (with possibly 2 free places to stay in France…); so if anyone is in for it……………………………………….yuh huh.
