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About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.

Here. And there.

The gallivanting continued, apace. The 20,000 step mark was duly broken, as was, more than somewhat coincidentally, my inferior-issue body. But no matter, we had a whirlwind girls’ week to finish up, and did so in style. Toughest item on … Continue reading

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Stepping it up.

Apologies to those hoping for more puppy pictures. The action has shifted 3,000 miles eastward and I feel like I have walked at least that far this week. 17,630 steps yesterday, 18,112 the day before and miles and miles to … Continue reading

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Day-by-Day Lily

It’s all Lily, all the time. Twelve Lily-packed days so far: She peed outside! Yay! She pooped in her crate. Boo! She’s so loving! Yay! Wait, she just flayed my arm with those shark teeth. Boo! She’s perfect! No – she’s … Continue reading

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The Golden Standard.

There’s a saying for when you take something perfect and try to improve upon it. This, of course, was perfection: Chloe left us almost a year ago, followed by her sister, Soho, and nothing has been quite the same since. … Continue reading

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Viszontlátásra to Budapest and the Danube.

There’s never enough time. It seems we’d barely begun our love affair with Budapest, with its farrago of influences from East and West, combining to make the most fragrant, scrumptious cultural – and culinary – goulash. It began more or … Continue reading

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All that is holy in Budapest.

It is as surprising to me as it may be to you that of all the places we visited during our tour, it is the city of Budapest that pops up most often in my post-trip daydreams. Budapest was never … Continue reading

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Good morning, Budapest!

In Germany, it is the Donau, in Slovakia, Dunaj. Hungarians call it the Duna. Napoleon called it the “king of the rivers of Europe”. We know it as the Danube, and just as we felt we had just begun to … Continue reading

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