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Finishing up 1964
Since I started this I might as well finish it up even though I have no idea if anyone is reading them.
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In the afternoon after the city tour, I took the tour to Versailles - I had been here with my parents in 1950
(and we also went to Fontainbleu - my mother is standing by the gate and my sister is the little girl in the grey skirt going in the gate).
I wrote to my mom later: My seatmate was high as a kite before the tour even started. It started to rain lightly and was slippery as we went out to Versailles. My seatmate and I were directly behind the driver on the bus, so we could see both to the front and to the side, unlike the people in the back who were kind of entombed in their seats.
The driver applied the brakes, and the bus skidded on the cobblestones. It turned 180 degrees and hit the curb on the other side of a four to six lane road. Fortunately the streets were deserted because of everyone being at lunch and because of it being rainy.
I could see what was happening (as could my seatmate, and I was really afraid that she would throw up). The other people felt the spin, but couldn't really see what was happening.
We went on and did the tour
(although my seatmate sat in the cafe and did some more drinking instead of the tour),
and I've got a postcard taken of the group in which I am a tiny face in the back.
When this was taken I was changing film. The lady on the left with the raincoat and rolled up newspaper was the guide
Taken from inside - storm clouds still hovering
Previous section http://www.dgrin.com/showthread.php?t=241303
In the afternoon after the city tour, I took the tour to Versailles - I had been here with my parents in 1950
(and we also went to Fontainbleu - my mother is standing by the gate and my sister is the little girl in the grey skirt going in the gate).
I wrote to my mom later: My seatmate was high as a kite before the tour even started. It started to rain lightly and was slippery as we went out to Versailles. My seatmate and I were directly behind the driver on the bus, so we could see both to the front and to the side, unlike the people in the back who were kind of entombed in their seats.
The driver applied the brakes, and the bus skidded on the cobblestones. It turned 180 degrees and hit the curb on the other side of a four to six lane road. Fortunately the streets were deserted because of everyone being at lunch and because of it being rainy.
I could see what was happening (as could my seatmate, and I was really afraid that she would throw up). The other people felt the spin, but couldn't really see what was happening.
We went on and did the tour
(although my seatmate sat in the cafe and did some more drinking instead of the tour),
and I've got a postcard taken of the group in which I am a tiny face in the back.
When this was taken I was changing film. The lady on the left with the raincoat and rolled up newspaper was the guide
Taken from inside - storm clouds still hovering
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Selfie in the Hall of Mirrors (which were somewhat dirty)
Then I took the train on to Nuremberg. My brother-in-law met me at the station, which was a blessing, and then I had breakfast and showered and unpacked and they went to church.
My sister and niece.
Then he babysat with my niece while my sister took me sightseeing in Nurnberg.
We saw the clock, fountains and castle.
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View from the castle
My sister's photo of me on the drawbridge wearing the skirt I bought in Portugal. I mailed home the matching scarf.
Oh, I forgot to say that we went back to the G's (my sister's former landlady before she moved to quarters) on Sunday night and had a very sumptuous cake and coffee with ice cream in it. We looked at their pictures. The landlady said something to my sister in German about that I was taller than she was, and my sister replied in German that I was 'her OLDER sister'.
Also we made a train reservation to Naples at the Furth station. Then home and had dinner. We went to bed early.
Monday August 10th, we did some shopping and a little more sightseeing and also went over our slides of Portugal
Tuesday August 11
Tuesday a.m. my sister called about 15 stores to round up the available stock because I wanted to buy a shepard's cape. We then had a tour through a toy factory (photo of me in my Chanel type suit)
with a Girl Scout preview group which was something she couldn't postpone. 2nd Photo shows two other leaders on the left, my sister in uniform and me on the right
She also had a conference at night.
I wrote my mom: "I read her description of the trip to Portugal and am glad to see it was so well written up. If the letters have sold you, wait until you see the pictures. We are duplicating some because one of us was always holding my niece, which made it hard to take pictures. We have having about 25 duplicates made. "
Wednesday August 12
My brother-in-law, sister and niece
I went to take the train down to Naples - here I am in the Shepard's cape I bought in the train station with my niece
From the train
I arrived in Naples on August 13th.
I remember that on the train trip at the Italian border, the customs guy asked if I had any cigarettes and I said no that I didn't smoke, and he didn't believe me. Everyone in Italy smokes
I did have a hotel reservation in Naples
From the hotel room
Umberto Galleria
ferry terminal
Before my husband's ship arrived, I did take a bus tour
out to Pompei (where they took us to a cameo factory)
Cave Canem (beware of the dog) mosaic
Baths
I think we had lunch somewhere like Sorento
Fleet landing
I think we had dinner at a restaurant overlooking the city
And we went to the Isle of Capri - but I apparently don't have any photos of that. It was too rough to go to the Blue Grotto
Hearse
Bob put me on the train to Rome, which was so crowded that I could feel the underwear lines of the people sitting next to me (we were four in a seat for 3).
The train from Rome was overnight and I had a couchette. There was a US soldier on the train who had bought a plastic jug of wine, which had split, and he was trying to get everyone to drink it up for him.
Tuesday August 18th
I flew home from Frankfurt after 5 weeks in Europe. My cousin met me at the train and drove me to the airport where I met the other people who had been on the charter again