Julie Louise Bacon, UNSW Picture this: July 14, Paris. On the Champs-Élysées, the promenade that runs like an aorta through
President Donald Trump attended the Bastille Day parade in Paris and received an unexpected treat.
At least one president enjoyed the performance.
RMC radio said had mental health problems and was sentenced in 2016 for making comments in favor of terrorism.
This year marks the 100th anniversary of the U.S. entry into World War I. It's also the one-year anniversary of the Nice attack.
We arrive in Provence, specifically the Luberon, my favorite region of France. Rosé wines flow with pink flourish, ripe olives soaked in oil and herbs precede every meal, and fresh vegetables crown lamb and seafood platters. The crusty bread, as always in France, is addictive. My taste buds are tantalized, anticipating meals to come.
Ads for “Bastille Day” included the unfortunate tagline, “This year the fireworks are them!”
We pledge to somehow and eventually rise above the lower vibrations and remain in harmony with the living frequencies of creation. We pledge to have courage in the face of adversity, yet ultimately... we pledge to be governed by Love, not Fear.