tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127735023166382073.post8306619666516718940..comments2012-05-07T13:17:59.395-07:00Comments on Eat. Play. Love.: Random LimogesHillary Klimowiczhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12157035957693804148noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127735023166382073.post-18324999291726979752011-09-05T15:59:44.407-07:002011-09-05T15:59:44.407-07:00LOL...doesn't everyone know the Loch Ness Mons...LOL...doesn't everyone know the Loch Ness Monster lives in Scotland? What was he doing in France, let alone Limoges? Hopefully I won't have to take the bus anywhere, but when I was driving home from practice the other night two dogs ran in front of my car outside the cathedral - no owner in sight. I'm guessing they are the prime poopers!Hillary Klimowiczhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12157035957693804148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5127735023166382073.post-37675892240202280802011-09-05T15:21:37.313-07:002011-09-05T15:21:37.313-07:00Hahahahaha Oh Limoges! It is a crazy ass place. I ...Hahahahaha Oh Limoges! It is a crazy ass place. I very frequently would be sitting on those benches in the Cathedral Gardens reading a book, glance up at someone passing by to see if I know them and then they proceed to alternate between awkward conversations and awkward staring contests, even after I'd make a point of looking back down at my book. Also, you learn quickly to look down for poop. It's HORRIBLE! And Limoges tends to have bigger dogs with the homeless people that make poops the size of your head and take up the whole sidewalk. <br /><br />Just wait till you have one of those awkward conversations with a Frenchman on the bus who claims to be the Loch Ness Monster...Kristen Shubeckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06351277669991710712noreply@blogger.com