Another photo from Germany. Look at my Mom’s giant purse. That’s my sister exiting the WC. Me and my bitchin feathered hair are holding my Kodak camera which must be the source of the old packet of random photos of castles and lakes with no people or interesting things to look at that I have in my photo box.
Here’s a journal entry from that trip, exactly as in original:
Sunday August 20th
Today we went to a old ruined castle. The walls were thick and high. There was a wonderful view of the Rhine River. We crossed the border and went to Heidleburg. Heidleberg is a wonderful little city where we stayed in a nice hotel with featherbeds and a nice big bathroom. We took a short walk to the train station. That night we went to a famous resteraunt and had a good meal.
You can really get a sense of my early genius. I’m grateful we didn’t lose that detail about the hotel bathroom.
In the process of my regular Sunday afternoon taking stock of things I noticed that I have a crazy busy week coming up. Posting will be cranky if at all.
I think I had those same jeans. But your legs are much longer than mine are.
i had a complex about journal writing ever since i read harriet the spy, because harriet says you MUST journal to be a writer, and i never liked doing it. But I can kind of hear the early Pam voice in that journal. I should have journaled. Maybe then I could be more like pam today!
I like that cowl neck sweater and love the journal entry. That early genius comes screaming through.
My fav journal entry ever: Kevin and I went to Merigold. The Hendersons were there.
This was how my mother-in-law described her participation in my husband's first marriage. Kevin was the brother, not the groom.
My mother-in-law was not a writer. Very genius on your part.
P.S. A cowl sweater is still very groovy.