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Italy
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By Marc Atchison
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ROME - There are 935 churches scattered about the Eternal City but the one most people come to visit is St. Peter’s Basilica in neighboring Vatican City.
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Portugal
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By Marc Atchison
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ÓBIDOS, PORTUGAL - The blackened oak doors of the 14th century Bar Ibn Errik Rex are closed the day we arrive with a local man named Luis Garcia.
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Spain
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By Marc Atchison
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BARCELONA - The glass-walled elevator, from which guests of the Claris Hotel view a stunning atrium with a small Japanese garden as they descend from their well-appointed rooms, stopped at the ground floor.
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Switzerland
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By Marc Atchison
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LAUSANNE, SWITZERLAND - If they gave out medals to cities based on beauty, then surely Lausanne, nestled on the shores of lovely Lake Geneva and at the base of the majestic Jura Mountains, would win gold.
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France
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By Marc Atchison
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ST. TROPEZ, FRANCE - The lazy old dog resting outside the shop selling lavender products refused to move when the tourist tried to gain entrance. “Mon Dieu,” said the saleslady from within. “Zee dog has no manners.
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Ireland
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By P.J. West
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GALWAY, IRELAND - An old man flashed a toothless smile and offered to help solve my dilemma - what to order from the luncheon menu at McDonagh's fish and chip shop.
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Scotland
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By Marc Atchison
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ST. ANDREWS, SCOTLAND - Most people are attracted to this ancient city for one reason - golf. But there are at least 18 other reasons why people should come to St. Andrews, and most have little to do with the game that has been played here for more than 600 years.
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Germany
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 FRANKFURT, GERMANY - Ingrid, the woman at the bike rental counter at Kobern-Gondorf rail station, reviewed the route my friends and I were about to embark on as we waited for the “cycle” train headed for Bingen to arrive.
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Tuscan
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 SAN GIMIGNANO, ITALY - Mario, the man who was driving me to the 500-year-old Tuscan town of San Gimignano to meet his friend and wine maker extraordinaire Pierluigi Giachi, interrupted my fixation on the lovely landscape with what sounded like an Italian curse word.
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