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Published: July 18th 2018
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(for Igor)
The usual fear and loathing
Trouble began when the flight from San Francisco to Manchester was over an hour late taking off. I arrived at the gate for my connecting flight to Toulouse just as the door to the plane closed. Realizing I would not be able to find another flight out of Manchester that night, I bought a business class ticket to London where the connections to Toulouse wo...
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michael conniff
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Good job!
Enjoyed your post, Jon, and compare some of your wanderings to my wife's and my trip to Madrid and Salamanca in June. The medieval feel of things (the latter's university dates to 1218), good wine, and winding streets took over my imagination. You haven't lost the wry sense of humor and Twain's "Yankee in Europe" tone. Hope all is well with you.