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Spring Break!

I'll be on spring break for the next 10-12 days and won't be updating the blog from the travels. These travels will include...a lot. Pompeii, Naples, Puglia, Matera, Sicily, and more.

In the meantime, check out the archives on the right side for recaps of trips from September through December 23rd, when Carly left.

Also, you can check out my photos from the following places...

Avio: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/se97pxdyim22h49/AAAy0JAYxzBJlL9PKbC8LTrYa?dl=0
Bellinzona: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/3u676x3n22hsx9i/AACLiR508wdGh3AJL6V9RagDa?dl=0
Brussels: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/2lggiso5doga1h8/AABgklRY73a4jDe5ZH5vMGNRa?dl=0
Innsbruck: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/wu5azm4kn67fvzf/AABGWngsKFDeda3DiGZobil2a?dl=0
Ireland: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/oz5v2csiimzi4k9/AAAFCpAAyRI1kR8DmKy75QEKa?dl=0
Lugano: (this was the first trip) https://www.dropbox.com/sh/qhlfx8g2oarwsf1/AACvnzAQhgV10XjbgRmnju4Oa?dl=0
Nice: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/i348dy9h80l7z8b/AAAiWB5XGb1lx6JzTEF6aV5Ea?dl=0

Have a terrific week or two. I'll miss a very small number of you while I'm away.

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