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31 Days: My Most Memorable Trip

My most memorable trip was the three weeks I spent in Europe in 2013. It was my 50th birthday present to myself. That year, I wrote about it for 31 Days. It was a dream come true and I've dreamed of going back ever since, especially to Paris. The photo above was the first time I laid my eyes on Notre Dame. The next time I go back, I'm going to attend a service there.

Can you imagine worshiping God every Sunday in the splendor?

Our first stop was London. I can't believe we were this close to Kensington Palace, the home of William and Kate.

We also saw Windsor Castle, where the Queen spends her weekends.

Stonehenge was amazing.

My sister and I were talking at dinner tonight about the burgers at this restaurant. They were so good we ate there twice in one week.

We took the train to Paris and I fell in love with that city. Both my sister and I feel at home there. We were so excited when we had our DNA tested and it said we were western European. We took that to mean our ancestors came from France and that explained why we are so drawn to the City of Lights.

We toured Monet's gardens at Giverney.

And we visited Versailles.

We climbed to the top of Notre Dame.

And we saw the Mona Lisa.

We took the train to Florence and saw Brunellesschi's Dome.

And I rode in a gondola in Venice.

We then made our way to Rome.

I made a wish at Trevi Fountain.

 I was moved by this statue at St. Peter's.  

I couldn't believe how long the Colosseum has been standing.

And the oculus of the Panthenon was spectacular.

This trip was some of the best weeks of my life. I can't wait until I get to travel to Europe again. I have books, DVDs, and journals full of notes of the places I want to see. I watch every episode of House Hunters International to take me on mini trips until I can take my next real one. I'm sure it will be as memorable as those three weeks across the ocean.


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