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Walking Over Haddon in The Peak District

I confess I'm a fair weather walker, which means I often want to walk on our holidays, but whether we go is always dependent on the weather. I have a Goretex jacket but it's like a talisman. I own it, but I don't want to wear it and I hope vainly that just by having spent so much on it an schlepping it with me that it's going to ward off the rain! As you can see my travel planning involves a good deal of "magical thinking!" In California our cultural exuberance (paired with low standards) means we shamelessly call anything a "hike"  - as if we've scaled Everest in an afternoon. Here in England I'm not sure I even qualify as a "walker" because that denotes a level of seriousness I've failed at previously. Minimally it means you're wearing boots  and have an Ordnance Survey map (and possibly a compass) in your back pocket. I guess I'm more of stroller to be honest and I've blogged about my strolls all over the world; m…

Happy Valentines in Chocolate from Paris...

The chocolate shop windows are resisting winter in red, pink, black and white, as if the colorful arrangements could push the cold away. St Valentines Day is taken seriously here with some very expensive chocolates, you can almost smell and taste them through the glass.
The main question is will I be able to resist all this chocolate? Lets hope D. buys me some though he says this would only be a gift for himself! As a sign in a cupcake bakery window on the Ile de la Cite says to the passing tourists, "You can't eat your photographs, come in..."
I can't resist including this gorgeous floral display too.