Actually I only saw France (and no, I didn't see anyone's underpants, in spite of the old rhyme. Which is a big relief, since I'm not at all into other people's underwear. LOL.)

So France was fabulous and I tried to post this yesterday but was, shall we say, technologically challenged when I tried to post pictures. Of course, I am ALWAYS technologically challenged, but that's a whole other topic.

Mr. Kendall (it's so fun to call him that) and I went to the Loire Valley, to look at chateaus. Then we went to the Cote d'Azur to look at the Mediterranean. And finally we went to Paris to look at the Seine and the great museums and the stunning architecture. I should mention that we happened to be there during the Rugby World Cup finals, so we also looked at a lot of French (semi-finals) and English and South African (final game) male butts and legs chasing around a funny-looking ball and trying to kill each other.

If this picture actually uploads instead of laughing at me, here I am outside a chateau while Mr. Kendall takes the picture.

Another fun thing we did while on this trip was go to Cap Ferrat to make sure that one of my characters in my upcoming April book, TAKE ME IF YOU CAN, can kick another one into the water without breaking his head like an egg on the rocks. (This would tend to get in the way of great sex and true love, no?)

Let me tell you, we had to do almost the whole cliff walk overlooking the sea in order to find ONE spot where it's possible for her to do this. But there is a spot, to my great relief!

I just tried to post that photo, but it laughed at me instead of uploading. So we'll move on . . .

Another amazing thing we did was to take a hot air balloon ride in the Loire Valley. Here is my husband helping the team inflate the sucker. (I still can't believe I went up in it!)

Nice a**, Mr. Kendall!

I'm gonna have to go hide from him now, LOL. And maybe I'll get better at this picture posting thing. Yeah, I know, I'm pathetic. See you soon with more France pics! Happy Halloween, everyone. All best, Karen