Everyone has a reason to travel. In the 70s, I spent a year traveling in Europe. This month, I returned and spent two weeks in Amsterdam, Brugg, Luzancy and Brussels's River Cruise that ended back in Amsterdam.
I did not know until I returned home from the current trip, that I was reliving my old trip, and a healing out my past with my new trip.
Each trip or vacation has a special feel to it. Europe of the 70s was about growing up, experiencing new cultures, foods, languages and also discover art. The trip last month, was the first return to Europe since I turned 50. We celebrated on an ex-soviet spy ship that took us from Iceland to Greenland. It was to be my last vacation while I still enjoyed working in the Travel Industry.
We started to think about another europe trip about three years ago. My sister-in-law Betsey had sent my husband a picture of his great Uncle Arthur's grave stone in the tiny village of Luzancy, France.
Arthur was the son of Cyrus Dallin the famous Boston sculptor. My husband is Cyrus's great grand son. Arthur was born in Paris, when Cyrus was spending a year in Paris studying art.
When France jumped into World War 1, Arthur volunteer for the Ambulance Service. After the war he was awarded on of France's highest metals. Arthur moved back to the US and became a very famous stained glass artist around New England. When France entered WW2, Arthur joined the French Foreign Service. He died in a battle in Luzancy, France. No one in my husband's family had ever visited his grave in France.
So, we started to talk about going to Luzancy to find his grave. We had a few false starts and then this summer, we received a brochure with a river cruise that started in Brussels and ended in Amsterdam.
Our planning was all last minute. We got the last cabin on the river cruise and then booked three air b & b's: Amsterdam, Brugg, and a small village next to the tiny village of Luzancy. A friend gave us two Delta buddy passes so, we could go roundtrip standby Boston to Amsterdam.
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