What is your favorite Europe memory?
Mar 16th, 2004, 11:22 PM
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7/98. First night at Palazzo Sasso, Ravello.
After driving the whole day down from Rome and up the mountains to Ravello, we were rewarded by the view of the sea and the mountains lit under a full moon. To make it magical, we could hear the music from the nearby festival. Suddenly a fireworks show started over the sea. Absolutely stunning, I'll never forget it.
After driving the whole day down from Rome and up the mountains to Ravello, we were rewarded by the view of the sea and the mountains lit under a full moon. To make it magical, we could hear the music from the nearby festival. Suddenly a fireworks show started over the sea. Absolutely stunning, I'll never forget it.
Mar 17th, 2004, 04:02 AM
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The first time I came out of the train station and saw The Grand Canal in Venice.
Picnic in gardens of Versailles.
Sunrise on the Amalfi Coast.
The Tivoli Garden in Copenhagen.
The first time I saw Paris.
The last time I saw Paris.
Picnic in gardens of Versailles.
Sunrise on the Amalfi Coast.
The Tivoli Garden in Copenhagen.
The first time I saw Paris.
The last time I saw Paris.
Mar 17th, 2004, 06:37 AM
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I have two:
Having a picnic lunch in the grass next to the Temple of Janus in Autun, Burgundy. My wife, me and another couple (best friends)...crusty baguettes, excellent French ham and salami, cheese, Dijon mustard, and a couple bottles of excellent local vin rouge. Totally relaxing and otherwordly on a sunny May afternoon.
On my first afternoon in Umbria, we had just arrived at Palazzo Bocci, in the small town of Spello. At about 5:30 in the afternoon, I took a walk alone to explore the town. I came upon a winding narrow street, with the most beautifully well-kept old homes that I can remember seeing anywhere. Handsome front doors and overflowing flowerboxes everywhere. The road, which was more like an alley and barely wide enough for one small car to pass through, was composed of a gleaming, grey-tinted cobblestone that absolutely glistened in the late afternoon sun. The labyrinthine road seemed to drift off to infinity, and I just stood there staring at in. I snapped a picture, and sometimes I gaze at the photo, transfixed, for many minutes. It's like the doorway to a simpler time, place, and life.
Having a picnic lunch in the grass next to the Temple of Janus in Autun, Burgundy. My wife, me and another couple (best friends)...crusty baguettes, excellent French ham and salami, cheese, Dijon mustard, and a couple bottles of excellent local vin rouge. Totally relaxing and otherwordly on a sunny May afternoon.
On my first afternoon in Umbria, we had just arrived at Palazzo Bocci, in the small town of Spello. At about 5:30 in the afternoon, I took a walk alone to explore the town. I came upon a winding narrow street, with the most beautifully well-kept old homes that I can remember seeing anywhere. Handsome front doors and overflowing flowerboxes everywhere. The road, which was more like an alley and barely wide enough for one small car to pass through, was composed of a gleaming, grey-tinted cobblestone that absolutely glistened in the late afternoon sun. The labyrinthine road seemed to drift off to infinity, and I just stood there staring at in. I snapped a picture, and sometimes I gaze at the photo, transfixed, for many minutes. It's like the doorway to a simpler time, place, and life.
Mar 17th, 2004, 09:14 AM
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Too many to list - time spent with the one I love, these places are ingrained into my mind:
A rainbow over St. Marks in Venice in the winter
Many cafe's in Rome in the summer
Bellegio, Lake Como, stunning, relaxing
Positano from the balcony of Le Sirenuse
The beauty of this country, it's people and of course, the food!
As I look forward to my next trip to Tuscany and Florence this June....can't wait to add to the memory bank!
A rainbow over St. Marks in Venice in the winter
Many cafe's in Rome in the summer
Bellegio, Lake Como, stunning, relaxing
Positano from the balcony of Le Sirenuse
The beauty of this country, it's people and of course, the food!
As I look forward to my next trip to Tuscany and Florence this June....can't wait to add to the memory bank!
Mar 17th, 2004, 10:37 AM
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sooo many, so I'll pick a recent one.
Last Good Friday in Amalfi. It's after dark, all the lights of the town are switched off, street lights, bars, shops, restuarants all in darkness. Candles are lit in the alley ways. And then the procession starts - a line of shrouded figures, dignitaries in their finery, and utter silence, apart from the choir. Brings a shiver to spine just thinking about it.
Last Good Friday in Amalfi. It's after dark, all the lights of the town are switched off, street lights, bars, shops, restuarants all in darkness. Candles are lit in the alley ways. And then the procession starts - a line of shrouded figures, dignitaries in their finery, and utter silence, apart from the choir. Brings a shiver to spine just thinking about it.
Mar 17th, 2004, 11:48 PM
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Exiting the train station in Venice to find it all right there and taking in a hammans next to the Paris Mosque in late March. We emerged close to dusk and walked home along the river with a light mist falling. We made our way into the Marais and then home to our tiny apartment on Rue Maur. The evening was made all the more divine with wonderful tagines at Le Bleu Homme. And, the evening spent at a friend's home in Gites les Nonnais. The meal lasted for hours, the wine in unmarked bottles kept coming from some side room, cigarettes by the dozens were smoked and we discussed (to be brief) the fates. For an instant, one night in March of 1998, I was in a French movie!
Mar 18th, 2004, 09:07 PM
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Reading this thread has been great way to pass my time while I recover from my wisdom teeth surgery.
I wish I was at all of these places right now.
MK, you have reminded me of Assisi. It was such a calm place. I had a great veiw from my hotel as well.
I wish I was at all of these places right now.
MK, you have reminded me of Assisi. It was such a calm place. I had a great veiw from my hotel as well.
Mar 19th, 2004, 10:17 PM
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There are a ton, and I can't pick a favorite. But...
One of my most surprising memories is going into the Accademia to see David and finding myself completely alone with one of Europe's most famous works. I could not believe there was no one in the place, and my footsteps echoed so loudly.
You can see a picture of David and me at
http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=11mrb34...1&y=tdckug
I think it's photo number 12 in the Europe album.
Wonderful reading everyone...thanks!
One of my most surprising memories is going into the Accademia to see David and finding myself completely alone with one of Europe's most famous works. I could not believe there was no one in the place, and my footsteps echoed so loudly.
You can see a picture of David and me at
http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=11mrb34...1&y=tdckug
I think it's photo number 12 in the Europe album.
Wonderful reading everyone...thanks!
Mar 21st, 2004, 05:47 AM
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Do you realize that if you published these memories you'd have the most wonderful of all travel books? Some of these succinct messages are breathtaking!
Two from me (I am succinct-challenged): The dark, quiet clicking in the bamboo/palm garden on Brissago's Isle, and those magical twinkling lights and the blue-violet sky of Lago Maggiore evenings. J.
Two from me (I am succinct-challenged): The dark, quiet clicking in the bamboo/palm garden on Brissago's Isle, and those magical twinkling lights and the blue-violet sky of Lago Maggiore evenings. J.
Mar 21st, 2004, 06:23 AM
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Fabulous memories. I have many, but one that stands out is an evening spent at the Pantheon in Rome. We had met an American man on our train ride from Monaco to Rome and of course as fellow travellers often do, we became fast friends. Perry Nunn was a musician and one of the ways he financed his travels was by buskering.
That evening at the Pantheon, he played his guitar and sang some well known tunes by the Eagles, America, etc. We were surronded by people from many areas of the world-Australia, Sweden, US, Canada, Germany, etc and we were all united in song. Music-the universal language! I felt like I was in that Coke comercial-"I 'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony..."
That evening at the Pantheon, he played his guitar and sang some well known tunes by the Eagles, America, etc. We were surronded by people from many areas of the world-Australia, Sweden, US, Canada, Germany, etc and we were all united in song. Music-the universal language! I felt like I was in that Coke comercial-"I 'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony..."
Mar 21st, 2004, 06:28 AM
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Another memory. After spending a day drinking in the magnificance of the Sistine Chapel, we bought post cards and sent them off to friends and family. Later that evening, while writing the days events in our journals, my friend Gail asked how you spelled Sistine-except she said sixteen. "Do you write out the number or just write 16". We had a good laugh but laughed even harder when she told us she had written a postcard to her university professeur back home and told him all about the 16 chapel!
Mar 21st, 2004, 08:16 AM
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Sitting in the second row of a Vienna Boys Choir concet,seeing the tears in my Dad's eyes (which of course made me cry!), as I was able to help fill a life-long dream of his...to hear the Vienna Boys Choir IN Vienna. Three cheers to Delta Airlines for donating two anywhere-they-fly tickets to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation for a fundraiser, which I won...Dad never would have let me pay for the trip, and we would have missed a wonderful 10 day trip together.
Anne
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Mar 22nd, 2004, 05:22 PM
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Travel is the very reason I work .... well almost. I grew up in India dreaming about the day when I would make enough money to travel Moved to the US....went to school....got married......within a year of getting married, we made our first trip to Europe. Since we had just 9 days, we decided to cover just London and Paris. I am going to have to limit it to just one memory since that is the topic (it's hard)....let me just say my husband and I kept holding hands and saying ?wow? every 5 minutes for most of the trip ..
The magical moment came on the last evening/night of our trip....in Paris....we had seen the Eiffel tower earlier, walked the walks, seen the flowers bloom but decided to do the best sights at a leisurely pace again on the last day. As the sun set, we sat on the benches by the Eiffel tower, just glad to be there....saw the twinkling lights and the world seemed so beautiful.......we went on to walk on Champ-Elyse and had dinner in a small cafe located on side street close to the Eiffel Tower. Iit felt so beautiful (and romantic) and we did not want the night to pass....but somewhere in the back of our minds, we knew that this was just the beginning. This was the end of our first trip and that we would have many more to come
The magical moment came on the last evening/night of our trip....in Paris....we had seen the Eiffel tower earlier, walked the walks, seen the flowers bloom but decided to do the best sights at a leisurely pace again on the last day. As the sun set, we sat on the benches by the Eiffel tower, just glad to be there....saw the twinkling lights and the world seemed so beautiful.......we went on to walk on Champ-Elyse and had dinner in a small cafe located on side street close to the Eiffel Tower. Iit felt so beautiful (and romantic) and we did not want the night to pass....but somewhere in the back of our minds, we knew that this was just the beginning. This was the end of our first trip and that we would have many more to come
