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On the Road is a weekday feature spotlighting reader photo submissions.

From the exotic to the familiar, whether you’re traveling or in your own backyard, we would love to see the world through your eyes.

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Good Morning All,

This weekday feature is for Balloon Juicers who are on the road, travelling, etc. and wish to share notes, links, pictures, stories, etc. from their escapades. As the US mainland begins the end of the Earth day as we measure it, many of us rise to read about our friends and their transient locales.

So, please, speak up and share some of your adventures, observations, and sights as you explore, no matter where you are. By concentrating travel updates here, it’s easier for all to keep up-to-date on the adventures of our fellow Commentariat. And it makes finding some travel tips or ideas from 6 months ago so much easier to find…

Have at ’em, and have a safe day of travels!

 

Should you have any pictures (tasteful, relevant, etc….) you can email them to [email protected] or just use this nifty link to start an email: Start an Email to send a Picture to Post on Balloon Juice

 

So I spent a good number of hours watching the Eurovision 2017 finals Saturday, and it was just glorious – campy, informative, fun, compelling, a great human experience full of politics and goodwill. As someone who is 1/2 Swiss and cares about many things European, the show of togetherness was dreamy. Really, truly a good thing. I enjoyed it so much that I promise you – next year, live blog of the finale, count on it!

 

So I’m not publishing any photos today, just this song by the winner. Try not to cry. I first heard it Saturday morning on the BBS as the “atypical Eurovision entrant” and it was unforgettable. I cannot believe this simple, beautiful thing won.

This is the post-victory performance -he didn’t believe he could or did win and was a bit confused prior to this performance but it is so genuine, heartfelt, so human. From what I understand, it’s his sister/co-writer/composer that he’s so proud of. And he’s got a terminal heart condition and is on the transplant list. Can you imagine?

Saudade anyone?

 

Do yourself a favor and watch/listen to this and have a more beautiful day. Pictures return tomorrow!

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  3. 3.

    Anne Laurie

    I enjoyed it so much that I promise you – next year, live blog of the finale, count on it!

    That would be fun!

    I tried writing about Eurovision once or twice, but I don’t know enough about the whole field to do so properly. (I think Ms. Sarah Proud & Tall may also have front-paged the competition, but she’s got so much going on… )

  5. 5.

    OzarkHillbilly

    I don’t think you got the right video. (I don’t speak Portuguese, could be the right song?) Is this what you were looking for?

  6. 6.

    Alain the site fixer

    @OzarkHillbilly: ok. It was late and I was bleary eyed and yes I think that is a better link. I just woke up so let me get conscious. Right not I could cut myself with a spoon I’m so foggy. Hope everyone had a great weekend!

  8. 8.

    OzarkHillbilly

    Gonna leave this hear because it’s a road trip I’ll have to take: The Village of the Blue Rose.

    CLARKSVILLE, Mo. • If Rose Gronemeyer was looking for a sign that the house on the hill with the breathtaking views of the Mississippi River was the right location, she found it in the bathroom.

    She and her friend, Judy Browning, had spent a few years looking for the perfect spot to build a small community for adults who are developmentally disabled. They thought they had found it in Warren County. But an adjacent land owner expressed concern to county leaders and, as Gronemeyer put it, “We did not want to be where we were not wanted.”

    They then saw a newspaper ad for about 60 acres in Pike County, anchored by a five-bedroom house. The asking price was out of reach for the small nonprofit group, which started in 1989 with Gronemeyer and friends holding yard sales and bake sales.

    But the longtime friends decided to take the drive up Highway 79 and look at the picturesque piece of property between Clarksville and Louisiana. They wanted several acres to create what would be called the Village of the Blue Rose — a name Gronemeyer came up with — and they would at least get an idea of what was available, even if it appeared out of financial reach. Gronemeyer settled on the name for the nonprofit after reading “The Blue Rose,” an early work by noted author Gerda Weissmann Klein. The writer compares the flower to a developmentally disabled young girl named Jenny — rare and delicate, needing additional tending.

    As Gronemeyer and Browning walked into the house, they peeked into the main floor bathroom, just inside the front door. The frame on the mirror and the light fixtures on either side of the vanity were painted with blue roses. The women looked at one another.

    “You’ve got to be kidding,” Browning said to Gronemeyer.

    This had to be the home for the Village of the Blue Rose, they quickly agreed. They told the woman selling the property the blue rose story. She dropped the price and, in 1996, the Village was born.

    Hwy 79 is a beautiful drive (the River Road) and I’ve been itching to head up to Hannibal, this would be a great stop for lunch.

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    Le Comte de Monte Cristo, fka Edmund Dantes

    Alain, for some reason, your link to the video sends me an error. Ozark’s link in #5 was correct (wonderful performance, BTW).

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