High 90s under the hot sun. We take the heat and sun seriously with frequent water stops. Fortunately, the path takes us into the Reims regional natural park, a long stretch deep into cool woods, where the random fallen log makes for an easy resting stoop. But we arrive at Trepail in a blaze of heat, sweat and fatigue where the accommodations are comfortable but there is no air conditioning or a fan. We slept the uneasy sleep of slumbering in a sweat lodge without a whisper of a breeze. But, good news, the food was decent.
My cousin Anna Maria refers to what we are doing with the Latin phrase ad aster per aspera. There is some of that though we are not suffering in any real sense of the term.





Looks very hot!
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That’s the motto of Kansas, which is only 410 miles wide. For you two, that’s just a warm up! Hope the days get a little cooler for you. Big virtual hugs.
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Yep, they speak Latin in Kansas too
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in awe.
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One word…”Oy!”
xoxo
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