Central Park (NYC Day 2)

Friday We awoke to white sunshine blasting through the shades of our second-floor bedroom. Lilly’s phone alarm went off and I stared at the dark wooden door a foot from the bed. The warmth of the room was slightly offset by a ceiling fan breeze that teased the curtains behind our heads. Peeling back the…

Welcome to New York (NYC Day 1)

Thursday Somewhere around noon in the borough of Queens, airplanes from the south touched down and out sprung a Lilly and a Colleen. After landing and making a mad dash to the restroom, I returned to the redhead chilling in my terminal and hugs were exchanged. New York City vacation: full speed ahead! We made…

grant me the serenity

Wholehearted compassion is needed where a great force of anger resides. There are people in this world who will never think you are good enough. Some will wish that you never succeed in life. They will make assumptions about you. They will judge you by how you look and speak. And they won’t give you a chance…

Let’s Talk About London (Europe Day 8)

Saturday September 12th 2015 We woke up early for a guided bus tour of London, England. The weather was crisp and clear with a chill that follows rain and sunshine bright and white. Our tour guide, Alan, was great. He kept giving us a bunch of silly nicknames whilst addressing our group. (my little pumpkins, cherubs, porkchops,…

Great Britain Bound (Europe Day 7)

Friday September 11th 2015 For the first time in Europe, we got to sleep in! Don’t worry; that’s not the highlight of my story. But having our day start a little later than the usual time was nice. Our usual departure time of 8:00 slipped to 10:30 so we had some time to enjoy a last…

The City of Lights (Europe Day 6)

Thursday September 10th 2015 Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to embark on the adventure that was probably my busiest day in Europe. It was easily the longest, most exhausting, and jam-packed day. So without further ado, let’s go. Our day began at Musée du Louvre. Our bus dropped us off and Kathy left us…

A Parisian Introduction (Europe Day 5)

Wednesday September 9th 2015 Our first morning in Paris, France began with a little traditional European breakfast downstairs in our hotel. The night before, I had noticed a plastic square  window (in place of a tile) on the floor of the lobby that allows you to see the tables below. It’s a little freaky at first…

Hours in Brussels (Europe Day 4)

Tuesday, September 8th 2015 There’s something about a good old bus trip that bonds a group of people together. I’d say it’s comparable to watching a theatrical performance. For an amount of time, you’re seated and enclosed in a space together and forced to experience things as they come at you. And it’s something you…

Holland biking & Ukrainian art (Europe Day 3)

Monday, September 7th 2015 My third day in Amsterdam began bright and early with chilly breezes and a row of bicycles. A handful of us, including Kathy, met up with our tour guide and his collection of uniformed vehicles. After everyone adjusted their bikes and geared up, he gave us a quick synopsis of where we’d…

Boom! it’s Magical. Amsterdam (Europe Day 2)

Sunday, September 6th 2015 With breakfast consumed, we began our journey to the Anne Frank House. Following our fabulous tour director, the 23 of us mastered the switch from metro to tram and successfully made it to Prinsengracht 263. It’s a good thing we had tickets beforehand because even on a Sunday there was a line…

Exploring Amsterdam (Europe Day 1)

Saturday, September 5th 2015 I awoke on the airplane with stiff feet and 90 minutes left of flight time. The couple next to me was munching on croissants and yogurt and asked if I wanted some breakfast. It was around 8 a.m. Amsterdam time (3 p.m. for my body) so I wasn’t hungry and politely…

A quick reflection on legs and walking around Europe

for as long as I can walk, I shall  I understand that one day I may no longer be able to there are days in my past where I could not so today I will stand and use my legs for everything I can When they say you walk everywhere in Europe, that’s an understatement. Or maybe…