So long ago, I don't remember the year.
Perhaps, it was twenty-fifteen, but don't quote me on that.
Germany: A Country in Pictures
It's a phone booth.
So much is lost in the translation.
If I had my druthers, I'd post a single image that captured the essence of Germany for me. But it will take more than just one...
The history is relentless and ever present.
Oh, we have our history in America, but it's a different sort of history, the kind that starts in 1492, skips across the sea, and traces is way back through King Arthur, Ancient Rome, the Pyramids, and beyond.
I suppose some would disagree as to where and when that timeline curves...
Nothing changes so much as what stays the same... or other witty words to that effect.
I like the odd juxtaposition: empty cafe tables at night, a beacon of hope in a cemetery, and crap lining the way by a tourist destination (someone's backyard, a garden, maybe).
...a whole webpage in an of themselves...
Smoke 'em if you got 'em.
What more need be said?
It's not really a criticism, just something I noticed.
As a smoker, in years past, when I visited Ireland, it was glorious all the places one could smoke. They had ashtrays in the armrests of the theater.
And then, in Arkansas, in long decades gone by, I remember smoking in the grocery store with ashtrays placed conveniently right in the aisle.
...as in, a country therein...
Which images are the best?
Worthy of inclusion?
Which sights the most spectacular?
Likely to be remembered in a score of years gone by?
And then, there are those that call back to my youth?
What I would have given to be able to run amuck on castle walls in days gone by...
Finally, there are those images, which call back to the youth of a country, a religion, and times barely remembered...
It was a journey, a trip, that was like a Fairy Tale in so many ways.
Though, this is the sort of pictorial juxtaposition I seem to love the most: the past, rushing to meet the future.
All in all, I'd give the place a thumbs up, an upvote, if you know what I mean.
Past & Present - Nature & Man
So, once again, what's the good stuff, the things I wish to remember?
In short, what was magical?
Lent themselves to the start of stories.
Or the end.
Or better yet, things that were stories in and of themselves.
Or call-backs to the stories of my youth.
Willie Wonka, anyone?
Which is not to say we did not make any stories of our own...
Or recall stories of our own...
And then, as always, it was time to depart and return to the Real World, once more.
Take Me Home
Move along, now.
Nothing more to see, here.
That means you.
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