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Checking In

by Wendy

We aren’t checking in for flights or checking into hotels, just checking in during this strange situation. A blog could always be considered a form of social distancing, a way to connect with others and communicate over distance. So while we probably won’t have any new travel stories to share for awhile, I wanted to check in and send wishes that everyone is safe, healthy and well.

The other night Jack and I mixed drinks and looked through travel photos for about an hour. In our tiny office we traveled from Beaune to Logrono to London to San Sebastian to Paris to Reykjavik to Barcelona and beyond. Our cat prowled around wondering if his pet humans ever plan to leave the house. We reassured him and each other that this will one day be possible again. Dad has said a great trip is equal parts anticipation, participation and recollection – so two-thirds of that is still in play. We can relive and appreciate past travel. We can dream and look forward to future trips with family and friends, to favorite destinations and journeys to new locales. Take good care, everyone.

The Rooftops of Beaune

by Wendy
Beaune is a beautiful walled city in the French region of Burgundy, about 2 1/2 hours from Paris by train. Besides the vineyards, Beaune’s tourist attractions include the Hotel Dieu, or Hospices de Beaune, a charity hospital from the 15th century founded by a wealthy aristocratic couple. Its brightly tiled roof is striking, refurbished in the early 1900s.

As Jack and I checked into our Beaune hotel, it was one of the first things the concierge mentioned. “You’ve noticed our famous roof?” Continue reading

Beaune Day to Night

by Wendy
When I’m feeling stressed or in a bad mood or wondering when gloomy, humid rain is going change to decent fall weather, travel memories are often an antidote. I keep thinking back to about three weeks ago when Jack and I were lucky to visit Beaune, France. I look at photos and read my journal and type on this blog, and it’s the next best thing to a time-machine. Let’s go… Continue reading