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Stardate: 20230721.1711 
Location: Some cafe in a touristy part of town
Input Device: Gemini PDA
Audio: Cafe street conversations 
Visual: Several cafes up and down the street full of people.
Emotional: Tired and feeling like a tourist.

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FRANCE: DAY I (traveling)

I am on a side street that is full of cafes and much foot traffic. It
is nice to see and good thing it is right around the corner from the 
hotel.  I arrived here just a couple hours ago.  I think I will get 
a beverage and people watch for awhile.

Back at the restaurant in the lobby of the hotel.  The cafe street was
nice, but I had to get moving. I have been sitting way too much today.
I took a walk around the block, but my range is very limited and my 
pace is very slow.  Not good when I am on crutches and there is foot
traffic.  I don't think that I will be getting around much here in
Paris.  I have had some very limited contact with some of the locals.
It is hard to tell since this is a tourist area.

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WTF happened yesterday?

Yesterday was so fuct.  My wife had her final dinner for work where
they would have their awards ceremony.  It was a big deal and the way
it was presented was over the top, well, the beginning parts that we 
were there for.  

The location was at some historic palace (Palácio do Correio-Mor) 
north of Lisbon (Loures.)  We arrived in a limo this time, rather 
than the shuttles from previous events.  Even before we left, I did 
not want to be there and interact with the sales people.  I was just 
done and had nothing to say, so I checked out.

The palace was up the hill and there was a red carpet from the gate to 
the front door.  On either side of the carpet were horse-drawn 
carriages and on the second-floor balcony was a choir of women singing
music similar to church music.  It was like a scene fron an old movie.
There was a photographer shooting photos of each of the couples as we 
walked in.  I did not want to walk down the red carpet.  I just 
wanted to leave but I wanted to show up for my wife, so we walked down 
the carpet, between the horses, under the choir, with the picture.

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