Hello there! I’m Donna J. Jodhan and it’s that time again to have some great fun. Time to put on your imaginary travel suit and buckle up for a great flight. So, let’s go!
Have a great journey.
Week of December 05 2009:
Your best American cities
1. Pembroke Pines Florida
A city with lots of warmth and character.
A city with a magnitude of homes to offer.
From lovely vacation homes and second homes, to grand riverfront homes with sweeping views.
There is much entertainment to enjoy, fine dining, and great educational facilities.
Pembroke Pines also offers a wonderful spot for retirement as well as fine living in modern condos.
If you’re seeking a city with sun, and one that offers something for everyone, then Pembroke Pines is the place for you.
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