Thank you for reading. See how your blog stirred memories?

Did my mother and I speak about the trip? I'll try to keep this light, but in the last weeks of her life, as she calmly prepared for an end that we knew was imminent, my mother brought up Venice. Does that count?

This was not the sort of tour most people take. I don't believe we ate in one restaurant. We would have a continental breakfast, buy food in local shops and snack at street cafes. This, watching people go by and soaking up the ambiance, was my mother's favorite pastime. Remember, she was not well, and tired easily.

Of course we visited the Vatican and Versailles. Versailles was so crowded, we left. People were wonderful everywhere. I think my mother charmed them. She was tiny, and extremely modest. One person who really stands out in my memory: a woman from Hungary whom we met on the train. She had packed a lunch and offered to share :)) With no common language, we managed to communicate throughout that train ride.

No pictures. No camera. I never took pictures in those days. Just have the ones in my head :)

I loved Vienna, loved the feel of it. I did buy marzipan treats. I think it was the first time I ever had marzipan.

I'm so glad you liked my blog, my reminiscence. In a way you had a hand in this...everything we read and see influences us. This is true on Steemit, also.

Hardfork, or no Hardfork, I look forward to reading more from you and my other favorite bloggers.

Have a wonderful end of summer, Erika,
Love,
Your New York friend
AG