Days 198 – 199 Genoa Italy – Maps and exploring

I had to change trains from Cannes to Genoa Italy and the Italian guard was not friendly when I tried to confirm the destination of the train – but his unfriendliness couldn’t curb my excitement at being back in Italy. When I boarded the second train there were no seats available. I tried to perch … Continue reading Days 198 – 199 Genoa Italy – Maps and exploring

Day 194 – Arles, South of France – Photography Festival

Arles hosts the biggest and most prestigious photography festival in the world and has done so every year since 1969. I spent most of the day looking at documentary photography in 10 galleries across Arles by 10 international artists. I was captivated from the first photo. Storytelling is a powerful way to learn about people … Continue reading Day 194 – Arles, South of France – Photography Festival

Day 191-192 – Arles, South of France – I’m living in a painting

Arles lies along the Rhone River. I followed the river from the train station to my air b and b in the old town. The room I’m staying in is a replica of a painting by Van Gough – the room. The detail is amazing I feel like I’m living in the painting. It even … Continue reading Day 191-192 – Arles, South of France – I’m living in a painting

Day 189-190 France Bordeaux – learning to travel​ solo again

After being with my cousin and her family, staying at a retreat, staying with my friend in England I had become accustomed to people around me 24/7. I had found comfort in those relationships – in their presence on my journey.  In Bordeaux, I had to learn to be alone again – to find my … Continue reading Day 189-190 France Bordeaux – learning to travel​ solo again

Day 188 – France Bordeaux– The French intimidate me

The French intimidate me. I admire the French stand on not wanting to speak English but this stand also exposes my inability to pronounce any new word – especially foreign words. Even learning new English words is difficult for me. Both my daughters will attest to how bad I am at remembering any new person’s … Continue reading Day 188 – France Bordeaux– The French intimidate me

Day 188 – Scotland to France – Stories, Starbucks, ​and Machine guns

Kirstin drove me to the airport – I find goodbyes hard – I almost become another person, very stiff and formal like it’s taking all my effort to hold the emotions inside.  When I made it to my seat I had withdrawn inside myself as a way of coping with the goodbye. The woman next … Continue reading Day 188 – Scotland to France – Stories, Starbucks, ​and Machine guns