Thursday, July 05, 2007

Looking after Mother

‘Looking after’ is perhaps not the appropriate expression, it was more like keeping her company and making sure she was alright. She spent a week here in Germany and had a really good time, at the pace of an 84-year-old lady. It meant late mornings, short walks and a nap in the afternoon.

She arrived smiling.

We had a walk in the forest and enjoyed the view over the lake.

Then it was downtown for some shopping of hats.

In Düsseldorf she took in the sights of Die Königsallee (the posh shopping street), Die Altstadt und Der Rhein.

There we went to a popular restaurant…

…where she tried a Weizen.

She also enjoyed a Belgian beer in Holland

…and some brass music.

There was also music of sorts from the Town Hall in Roermond, although we did not get the full Glockenspiel.

An absolute must was to experience the great German tradition of the Italian Eiscafé. Aber natürlich!


After a week that seemed very short, it was time to migrate north again. She seemed very pleased with her stay with us; full board, guided tours and taxi service, not bad!


6 comments:

ChristinaG said...

Hi there, just ran across your blog. Looks like your mom had a great time!

CanadianSwiss said...

I think it's great that your Mom is so active! Pity that time goes by so quickly, but it sure looks like she enjoyed it!

Carol said...

Glad to have found your blog (via Haddock?). I'm glad your mom was finally able to vsist!

Very cool about playing with all those bands!

Carol

christina said...

Isn't she lovely! How wonderful that your mother was able to be with you.

Late mornings, short walks and naps in the afternoon are just my style. Maybe I'll live to be 84 too. :-)

Eric Valentine said...

Just paying you another visit. Great pictures and wonderful that your mother was able to visit with you.

I miss those kind of visits since my mom passed over.

It's been a long time since I was in Europe my friend, nice seeing the shots.

womanwandering said...

That was just lovely.

I lost my mum in 1999 and I looked through your photographs thinking 'How nice, wish my mum could have come to Belgium.'