the night when we got there. Fire eaters, moose hats, French rap, and
a mariachi band with dancing skeletons. Then there were the fireworks.
Just had my last breakfast of croissant (both regular and chocolate),
baked beans, and little savory meat pies at the Auberge Place d'Armes.
I'll miss it.
1 comment:
That's tragic. I am sorry that you are about to die.
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