Ham Sandwiches and Green Glass Horses.

Ham Sandwiches and Green Glass Horses.

When we travel to new places we do so with preconceived ideas of what we’re going to see and experience.

When we think of Paris we think EiffelTower, The Louvre and Notre Dame. When we think of Rome it’s the Colosseum and with Venice it’s St   Marks Square, the Bridge of Sighs and the Grand Canal. That’s what we think before we go and undoubtedly we do remember those iconic places but what do we as individuals bring away from visits to world renowned places?

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I’ve been lucky enough to visit Paris on three separate occasions and what do I think of when I think of that city? I remember camping in the Bois de Bologne campsite with two young children, I remember witnessing a marriage proposal during a meal half way up the Eiffel Tower and I remember being scared experiencing the thrill of driving around the Arc de Triomphe in a campervan.

When I think of Switzerland, it’s the walk through the forest that we took the day we free camped in a car park, it’s throwing snowballs in the shade of the Jungrau and it’s the free apricots we were given as part of a festival of apricots in some rural area of the country.

Rome brings to mind our 2 year old chasing pigeons at the Vatican on Palm Sunday and grumpy teenage daughters some years later when we visited for the second time on a very hot August day. We headed straight for the Adriatic coast after that visit.

Murano glass horse

In Venice in 1979 I remember my two daughters aged two and five sitting on the ground, with their backs against the wall, outside the Venetian equivalent of a lunchbar munching on ham sandwiches, it wasn’t easy to find something so simple for their lunch. And I remember the green glass horses we bought from a glass factory in Murano. We would have loved to come away with something more fancy but we couldn’t afford anything more than the practice pieces they made. We had them for years and they moved house with us several times, I wonder what happened to them.

The monuments, the museums, the ancient ruins and the natural wonders lure us to far flung places but it’s the personal memories that take us back there.

What memories do you have that would take you back?

 

 

12 Comments

  1. What great memories Pam. It’s the people we meet that stay in my memory longest.

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    • I agree, I’ve definitely met some lovely people on my travels, some of them I’m still in touch with.

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  2. The travel memories usually revolve around food! I remember the first breakfast we had on our holiday in Rome, which was coffee and toast. The coffee was strong and delicious and the bread was unlike what we’d had before! I remember gelati in Florence after playing in a park, the icecreams we had in York in the shadow of the York Minster, and having a picnic in a park in London with chicken and pork pies on a rare sunny spring day.

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    • What wonderful memories Steph. Your comment brings back the baguette eaten with nothing but butter in a campsite near Antibes and a picnic on the banks of the Thames at Windsor on my mum’s birthday. Food can definitely bring back the memories.

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  3. What a beautiful post! Yes, I have lots of similar memories, travelling for me is much more about these unique experiences rather than the seeing of sights. Love the ham sandwiches!

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    • Thanks for popping by Amanda, unique experiences are definitely what make travelling so special. There were times on our travels when the girls were little when it was difficult to feed them, I remember eating KFC in several places because at least it was familiar :-)

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  4. one of our most magical moments was getting up in the morning in our hut in a game park Africa, and seeing the sunrise through our “open air” bathroom window.

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    • Wow, that sounds amazing Jill.

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  5. So right it’s the personal memories rather than the big events. Mine are of my children in Africa so often singing songs around a campfire.

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    • It’s great how a lot of our travel memories involve our children when they were young.

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  6. Thank you for this lovely moment to reflect over special travel memories. There are many, but stand outs include a last minute invitation to sit IN the choir section while the choir members sang all around me in Westminster Abbey, waking in a tent camp in Tanzania with news that lions were circling during the night and our guards were keeping them away while we slept blissfully unaware and sharing a meal with my then teenage son and husband on top of the mountain in Santorini while looking down on our cruise ship way below. None of these experiences could have been imagined prior to the event. You are so right that it is the personal memories that make it so rewarding.

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    • I can’t imagine not having travel memories that involve my children, they are so rewarding . Westminster Abbey, in the Choir section? Wow!!

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