SPOILER ALERT. This post contains no car towings, scam artists or tales of international intrigue. There goes all my readers, but so be it. Just wanted to share a brief story on my pedaling adventures around our town of Pommard. Despite riding a bike probably better suited for Celeste my two rides have been filled with all the scents and beauty you'd expect if you were touring through ancient wine country. (See accompanying pictures). I rode through several...

We are staying at the most amazing B&B/vineyard in the Burgundy region of France. It's the first place we've stayed that has a dog (Tequila the Scottie) and I am missing my furry babies. I posted some of my favorite pics of them. We love you Mulan and Jet. Big, big thanks to Sue, Jeff, Jamie and Zach for taking them in! Amy

That's what I'm talking about! Snoozing at a cafe with his beer.

Does this guy need to unplug and go on a vaca or what?

Our good friends, Erich and Bre, taught us a great American made-up word many years ago and it has stuck. Greegrog - the horrible taste in your mouth/smell of your breath after a long roadtrip eating McDonald's and Starburst and lacking a toothbrush. I would like to introduce you all to the French version of greegrog. It is pronounced "gray-grow" which sounds more sophisticated, but is just as disgusting. It comes from jambon and pan from the Autogrille, Snickers...