A week after Veteran’s Day, it is suitable to write about the D-Day landings. A few days after the Paris attacks it is too, because the soldiers who lost their lives in Normandy in June 1944 did so to bring safety, peace, freedom, and civil liberties back to continental Europe, something that we must not forget today.
When we travelled to Normandy this September, S. little one and I did not only hunt for beautiful Seashells, we also took a dive into the local history. We did not visit the Tapestry of Bayeux, that will happen next time… We made sure to visit Omaha Beach. Continue reading “A walk on Omaha Beach”
Mushrooms, Blueberries and Caterpillars
This summer, my daughter and I joined my parents in Austria, for about a week. We lived through many different adventures. Such as a dangerous hike or visiting happy cows and happy pigs.
The last hike we went on was the climb of the Hamberg, which is always fun, especially I. The summertime as you can make your way up eating real blueberries. These blueberries are blue outside and, yes, inside! (The restaurant we were staying at makes amazing blueberry pancakes that are all blue). And lingonberries, which are close to cranberries but alpine and wild. Once again I felt like I was inside a fairytale. When I was a kid I had a book that was all about a boy walking through blueberries. It’s Peter in Blueberry Land by Elsa Beskow which was originally published in 1901. In this book Peter is of such a small size that the blueberry bushes are trees. Even little one was far bigger than Peter is in the story… But she did enjoy the blueberries a lot. Continue reading “Mushrooms, Blueberries and Caterpillars”
Fast forward to the first morning in Austria. Little one and I had so far traveled from Paris to Munich by train. The next morning we too a train that went from Munich to Venezia, we got off an hour and a half into the ride, in a situation that all moms just loathe. That was because my daughter had decided, just once we were about to arrive, to take of her shoes and want to put on her sneakers instead of her sandals…
So on the morning of the 15th of August, we were waken numerous times by the sounding of the church bells (the church was about 200m from our room), and by music played by the village’s marching band. This was because the 15th of August is the Marien Fest, or Assumption of Mary, which is very very traditional. Continue reading “Old traditions”
It all started very early in Paris
It’s been a little less than a week since little one and I returned to Paris from our vacation in Austria. I of course took pictures, and have my head buzzing with stories that I wish to share. I took some notes at the end of our trip, and well I do not want to rush things, so over the next days and weeks I will share some of our holiday adventures.
It all started very early in Paris. Everything was ready, when I finally woke up little one to dress her and put her into the wrap sling, she is 18 months old, and we still love it best this way. Then off to the bus stop. Paris was just waking up, the street cleaners were still at work, but it was not too early anymore, because there is a time of the day when the only souls roaming the streets are the cleaners. Continue reading “It all started very early in Paris”
In certain ways New York is like Paris. Both cities make people dream. We want to visit and discover them. I discovered New York for the first time in 2000, we had been living in the US for a month and accompanied my uncle and his wife on their honeymoon trip to New York (they spend their honeymoon with us and New York was one of … Continue reading Remembering New York