So far, nothing has quite felt so surreal as standing in front of Il Duomo in Florence. I had dreamed about seeing it in person for so long, that I felt like it was hard for me to process. Or perhaps, that was the heat. As hot as it had been in Switzerland, part of…
“Long Lost” Family and Traveling
Phillip gets a birthday card every year from his “Aunt” Olga that lives in the Netherlands. When I asked how they’re related, no one could say for sure, just that her last name is Van Reijn so must be through Phillip’s fathers’s mother. We meant to mail her a letter months earlier, but with wedding…
King’s Cross/ San Pancras to Gare du Nord
There is a very distinct different culturally and architectural between the public transportation services in London and Paris. Never once in London did we feel unsafe, like we typically do using public transit in Southern California. The stations also may have felt worn and well used in places in London, but never terribly dirty and…