travel

Always take home as many stories as you do photos.

Always take home as many stories as you do photos.

I never thought I would find a new motto for myself printed on a hotel room card. CitizenM Hotel finds itself perched on a corner property adjacent to the Charles De Gaul airport in Paris.  This hotel is one of those rare finds that becomes a traveling favorite. The room key card is designed to look like a luggage tag with the quote to take home stories printed across the top. CitizenM Hotels are found in New York, London, Paris, Amsterdam, Rotterdam and Glasgow, recommended, if you are ever in those particular cities.  I’ve only stayed at the Paris property.

I’m fortunate to have a neighbor who owns a travel company. She caters to small groups and designs excursions to more than just places.  The trips, no matter to Cuba, Greece, Italy, Portugal, or France become an experience of meeting locals and discovering someone else's part of the world.   Because of her, I’ve visited spots I would never have been brave enough to venture to alone. I’ve met people in far away places that make my world bigger.

What’s Next for 2019? (My New Book!)

What’s Next for 2019? (My New Book!)

I’m not the kind of person who has trouble looking back to review a year that’s over.  I enjoy the process. I’m thankful for my calendar which records the appointments, dinner plans, travel dates, to-do lists, phone numbers, and any other random thing I don’t want to forget.  I must write things down, or I never remember what or where I’m supposed to be or do.  I don’t think it’s a result of accumulated birthdays, I’ve always had a partial sieve for a memory.

Remember the Small Things

Remember the Small Things

I find myself a back seat passenger in my car.  For the last 10 years, since my husband passed away, I’ve been the driver. I’ve gotten used driving now, out of necessity.  Before, George always drove.  I loved being the passenger.  I could look around, discuss interesting observations, knit, read, and enjoy the easy company of sitting next to my husband for six or seven hours.