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Originally Posted by Soupe du jour
I convinced my husband to chop a day off of the beach resort where we're staying. Instead, we'll spend the last night at a hotel not far from the Spanish border. That allows us to more easily explore areas far from the beach resort (Pyrenees mountain area) and makes our next day morning drive to Barcelona airport much shorter. I'll also be glad to enjoy a hotel breakfast instead of what we've been having lately.
Hubby wants to visit a particular house for sale in France. I see that as totally impractical because it wastes time (we're not moving to France for at least a year). Then of course the realtor only wishes to show a house they hope we'll buy, which wouldn't be that one. Hubby is so frigging stubborn sometimes. And if I tell him to go see it himself, I am of course the bad one. Also, I looked at that house online and it wouldn't be one that interests me. It's a converted barn.
Looking at apartments in Czech Republic? That is practical.
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Oh, man, Soupe. I could soooo live in Nice or Neuilly...
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