My big birthday arrived, complete with this wonderful banner. Our two boys are pretty awesome and creative. Note the "wheel" inside the "0" in "50". There is no question as to my passion...
I rather like this view as I stepped inside our house. Lots of color.
|Reccommended map (2.5k=1"), a journal (from a lawn sale),|
and the Rough Guide tour book.
50 is looking pretty good these days, and as one of my birthdays cards said, "It's the new 30." Now I would agree that mentally I think like a 30 year old, but physically—no way. Still, I can't complain.
The downhill slide is all the more reason to celebrate, and celebrate we will. My compatriot, Patty, and I are planning a bike ride in Provence. Lavender, Roman ruins, wine, the Mediterranean are all on the agenda. With minimal mileage—say 30 miles per day—we'll be rockin women on two wheels.
So what happened here, you may ask? When Patty and I began the planning, the travel was infectious and her boyfriend wanted to hike with her in Switzerland. Hut reservations and time constraints required that it happen before our France tour. They asked if I also wanted to tag along. Does a Frenchman like wine? Heck, yeah! So what began as a ladies-only adventure has turned into a two-part holiday.
|The picture if a copy of Patty's 50th card from her son. I think it's appropriate|
for my journal. Notice the dual packing list.
- Fly into Switzerland
- Relax for a day
- Train to Zermatt
- Hike hut to hut for 8 days (about 6 people)
- Train to Avignon, France (husbands and boyfriends go home)
- Rent bikes and tour for 8 days, camping along the way
- High speed train to Paris
- Fly home