I intend to keep writing about my visit to Germany, now that I have returned to Colorado, and I want to start with the following thoughts while they are fresh on my mind. It is hard to fathom how the weeks could speed by so swiftly, but I am grateful for all the gatherings with … Continue reading Thank You
Multiple trips to Worms are par for the course whenever I have occasion to visit Germany. It is my birthplace and even though I grew up in two nearby villages, I spent nine formative years there, attending high school from grades 5 to 13, inextricably linking my memories with this city built adjacent to the … Continue reading A Walk through Worms
Fall in Germany often means overcast, cool, and drizzly days. Accustomed to Colorado’s dry and typically warm climate, I have a tendency to feel chilled, causing my dad to make fun of me, calling me mollycoddled. Despite his potential disapprobation, I give in to the desire to get thoroughly warm, and, during a particularly inhospitable … Continue reading A Mermaid’s Tale
It is difficult to resist the siren song of Paris when I am so close to its attractions. I find myself with a three hour layover between my arrival from Auxerre, and my departure for Germany. Traveling on the Metro to the Gare de L’Est entails two changes, and already I begin to feel immersed … Continue reading Paris, but not Quite
Whenever my travels take me back to Germany, a journey to France is an added bonus, in particular a journey to a hamlet near Auxerre, in Burgundy. It harbors the residence of Heike, my best friend since high school days, her husband, Pascal, and their son. Their two daughters have already fledged the nest. A cozy … Continue reading Merci Mes Amis
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