Running Away to Europe
Okay, I'm a grown-up. I've spent enough decades on this earth to understand and accept that from time to time we get those chapters in life when most of the pages are full of folly, rather than fun. It's a good time to chant a mantra of all the clichés, reminders that my cup still runneth over, that it's always darkest before the dawn, that this too shall pass. Trite, perhaps, but true. Nothing lasts forever, not even the negatives.
Yet, for one brief moment the other day none of that really mattered. I indulged in a little self-pity and daydreamed of what it would be like to just run away, just my guy and me. Europe, might be nice this time of year, I mused. Picturing us sipping wine in a Tuscan villa, taking a romantic stroll along the banks of the Seine or visiting a lively pub in a picturesque Irish village, were divine images.
But the moment passed and I thought of how much I'd miss the life I live here, lemons and all. Instead I will enjoy these photos of Europe and plan for the day when I will visit the normal way, actually letting people know I'm going, leaving contact information for them and probably bringing along some of those lemons.
iCLIPART.com Photos of Places in Europe
iPHOTOS.com European Places
National Geographic Travel Photos Europe