Chris Card Fuller Favorite Boots: My favorite boots are an old leather pair that belonged to my Dad. I have big feet for a woman. I wore them on my first trip to the Maroon Bells in Aspen, Colorado in 1973 when I was seventeen. Now, I’m older – but the boots still fit. I’m [...]
Paris was named for the Parisii or Quarisii tribe, a celtic tribe coming from Germany, that settled here during the middle of the third century B.C. Before their arrival, the city was known as Lucotecia or Lutetia. The city has always been a major crossroads throughout its history. The islets that form the city’s core, [...]
Caf� d’Enfer There are many reasons to love Rue Daguerre located in the 14th arrondissement. One portion of Daguerre has been closed off to car traffic. Its market is one of the best and most famous in the neighborhood. A few intriguing shops include my favorite hat shop, jewelry designers and at least one dress [...]
We chose the rocky path. Halfway up, under a relentless sun, three of us decided to turn back. I was disappointed our stamina had waned. I didn’t want to miss the Rimpoche’s blessing. We had come this far, but Jim assured us, “Save your energy for tomorrow’s ceremonial dances.” I demurred. The following day we [...]
Few people stumble into Nepal by accident. Jim had an ongoing love affair with the mountains and its Sherpa inhabitants. Susan had begun a jewelry business in California. Rick was Buddhist so for him coming to Nepal was a pilgrimage. My husband, Chris, and I were just plain curious. I had one problem (aside from [...]
