Je suis allee, je suis retournee.

July 2009-- This is long, long overdue. During the last part of July I received a phone call from Gary, one of my dearest friends who recently located to Philly. After catching up for a few minutes he asked me if I wanted to go to France in a week for the Tour. Giving less than a week's notice to my job, spending all my savings to travel halfway around the world and crash on a floor for two weeks and see the Tour was all together way too appealing.