"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page" - St. Augustine
On the streets of Budapest, late at night, after a violin lesson from Etienne.
posted by Terry at 10:02 p.m.
Friday, March 10, 2006
On the streets of Budapest, late at night, after a violin lesson from Etienne.
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1 Comments:
Kisses to you all, I miss you, but loved the pictures, and can't wait to hear all about it when I get home! Until then, send emails, I'll be back from Sydney tomorrow!
11/3/06 11:23 a.m.
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