by Rick Steves, Steve Smith, and Gene Openshaw. 670 p.
Stacked precariously next to my bedside is a pile of dog-eared, be-sticky-noted, travel books, crowned by the wonderfulness of Rick Steves' Paris. His packing advice is phenomenal, his knowledge of public transit is fab, and his cultural insights are priceless. I know that my last two posts have crowed about the loveliness of his books, and for that I will never apologize.
And now, and Ode to Rick:
I love the way you help me travel,
So my brain does not unravel.
Oh how savvy you are, Rick Steves,
Your travel intellect makes my heart cleave.
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