Last summer: Team Eleven O’Clock, at the top of the Cologne cathedral, in Germany. Staggering, how quickly they made it up the stairs, practically racing up hundreds of steps so they could get . . . to that . . . view. Had the petals not stopped now and again to make sure I still had a pulse, I would still be in that tower, counting the steps.
Sometimes, you think you know what’s waiting for you at the end of a climb like that one. You think you know how cool it’ll be.
And then you get there. And you realize you didn’t imagine big enough.
I love it when that happens.
Stunning. Absolutely gorgeous! (and the view’s not bad either – ha!)
Karen, we’re in France, in Carcassonne. I tried shooting you a little email last night, but I found that while I could wire up, my messages got stuck in my outbox. Anyway, thanks for your sweet comment today. I plan to be in touch soon. Besitos, one for each cheek.
Carcassonne? Awesome!! That was on our list of places to go when we manage to get to France. We were going to focus a little more on the Spain side of southern France. Hope you are having a wonderful time!
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