In recollecting my memories of Europe I turned to a surprising source: me. Almost as a second thought I went to my journal to verify a date and was truly surprised by how well I kept notes on things. Sometimes I frighten myself! I started reading the journal as if it were an explorer's lost travel log found in a flea market. Most of the recollections will be reprinted here just as I recorded them in my journals.
Sometimes I frighten myself!Clicking on or searching for Memories of Europe will gather all related entries. Come with me as I retrace my steps across the pond. Bon voyage...vaya con Dios...happy trails....
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