Lunch at Vienna, June 2014
Gesundheit!
health, it means health in German.
I was pleasantly surprised when the friendly German chef exclaimed it, after I sneezed at a Viennese cafe.
London. Bath. Brussels. Bruges. Antwerp. Amsterdam. Koln. Munich. Salzburg. Vienna.
The picturesque scenes, where at times, I had to gently say, ‘give me a moment and let me absorb this all in.’
The majestic, the quiet simplicity; The beautiful, the tragic; The glamorous rich, the ragged rugged poor.
The cacophony of German, French and Dutch being spoken in the background, as we find our way around these new foreign, mysterious places. So much to see, hear, feel and touch.
The joy of companions and a fine blend of solitary reflections.
Everyone has a story to tell,
But not everyone can tell it.
Can we ask the right questions?
Maybe then, we are halfway there.
