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FRENCH LETTERS

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FRENCH LETTERS

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FRENCH LETTERS Skip to content FRENCH LETTERS High On Tasmania High above Hobart, Tasmania’s capital, looms Mt. Wellington. From the summit, at about 4200 feet, Hobart and the Derwent River gleam in the hyper-clean, frigid and sunlit air. Getting up there, and being there, were breathtaking, in a teeth-chattering sort of way. First, getting there, on a narrow curvy road. A road so narrow that this really happened, because I couldn’t make it up. I was on a tour bus, you know, a regular bus-sized bus. And the road was basically a lane and a half for two-way traffic, so that when we came upon a piece of construction equipment parked at the edge of the oncoming lane, with no driver in sight, a passenger from my bus had to get out and flip in the mirror of said traffic obstacle so that our bus could get by. And we squeaked past just a bare mirror-width apart, as passengers on that side of the bus squealed, and then spontaneous applause broke out as we all stopped holding our breat...

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