Hugo meets U Borgu (aka the moors head – the islands ubiquitous national symbol). We’re not sure if he’s taken to the rebels side or not.
Hugo takes Dora out for a ride.
Hugo discovers the strange and interesting medusa cactus with red horn flower.
Friday night of the holidays Hugo falls in love with a local lass – stinky foot and all
Saturday morning we find Hugo passed out next to his Pietra – maybe it didn’t go so well with the local lass!
Hugo also got a chance to go to the beach – plage weekend - while he was here visiting with mom. He even let us bury him.
Hello iles des sanguinaires!
And he nearly got caught by a local fisherman
12 feb – Hugo joined us in the Café Napoleon for his first espresso. I think he liked it.
In Paris, Hugo didn’t get out much but he did hang out with our friend Tino in the flat sometimes
one day Hugo went and explored the nook outside our flat in the stairwell
here’s a closer shot
While out strolling with us he found his brother’s caged up and tried to set them free, alas to no avail…
and one evening Hugo joined us to go see the Eiffel Tower. I think he quite enjoyed that
Now he’s packed safely away in mom’s bag heading back to Canada – bye Hugo! Hope you meet France again one day!!
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