I’m a Blogger Get Me Outta Here…

We’re surrounded by bugs. No not the the sickness kind (for once can you believe haven’t gotten ill this whole holiday *touches all the wood* not that kind of wood you filthy beggars). CREEPY CRAWLIES. Now when you consider the occupational hazards of working in the South or France I bet you wouldn’t think twiceContinue reading “I’m a Blogger Get Me Outta Here…”

Tour de France…

On our Tuesday off we decided we would make like the French and go for a bike ride through the sunflower fields. We’d have the wind in our hair and and a baguette in our baskets. A soundtrack of French music would be playing softly in the background. French boys would wave from their balconiesContinue reading “Tour de France…”