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An Encouragin' Word from France


Friends in the U.S. ask sometimes about the price of gas here, and I am always blissfully ignorant.  We live our city life without a car.  The exchange rate is always in flux.  And, to my shame, I am never quite sure how many liters are in a gallon.  I just always reply that I'm pretty sure it's pricey.

In a few weeks, we are renting a car to get to our debriefing conference in Spain, and I thought I would check on gas prices.  Looked up the exchange rate, liter to gallon rate, and the price of gas, and....

drumroll...

Gas is $8.30 a gallon here.  Gulp.

Let that be a little encouragement the next time you fill up your tank.

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