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The view from my window

It's not hard to wake up smiling with a view like this. Certainly, there are better views in the city: perhaps one that looks out over the Mediterranean, or an open plaza in Old Nice. However, this is a dramatic improvement over the tiny courtyard in...
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And this, my dear, is what they call an adventure

I have safely, and happily, arrived in Nice. It took about 45 hours in transit, including three planes and four trains, but I made it! My bags, however, are still in Frankfurt. Once my clothes and plug converter arrives, I will have no...
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Catch you later, California

For the next 24 hours or so, I'll be inching my way closer to Nice, France (via Chicago and Frankfurt). I can't wait to write (and share photos!) when I finally arrive--but keep an eye on my Twitter for updates from the road. Or airport....
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There’s no place like home

Leaving home is a bittersweet thing.  I love Northern California: boiling summers in Sacramento, playing the tourist in San Francisco, living down the street from the most famous start-up Internet companies in the world. Yet I'm looking forward to...
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Paris has gone to the birds

When I think of markets in Paris, I generally envision fresh fruits, huge rolls of cheese, pastries still warm to the touch. Maybe a few dead chickens hanging in the butcher's stand. Birds usually don't cross my mind. However, on my last trip...
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