The photograph below might be familiar to some of you.  A red door and an alley.  Taken in Brugge, it reflects the city's perpetual charm.  

Alley, walls, and red door, Brugge, Belgium

But this is not where I am.  As you read, I am in Bratislava, Slovakia, one stop on a river trip my sister and I are taking.  We have not had a long trip together since I was entering high school and she was entering college.  That first trip was a sojourn in her 1960 Ford Falcon (originally painted baby blue but transformed into New Mexico state flag gold) to Southwestern archaeological sights.  It rained the first couple of days and we fought over myriad things but ended the trip as good friends as we made our way to Chaco Canyon, Aztec Ruins, and Mesa Verde. 

My intention is to write a blog next Monday but since practicality won, I do not have my computer for downloading images, and thus there will be none until my return.  I will try not to overload you, but with luck, there will be good images along the Danube, Rhine, and Main Rivers from Budapest and Vienna, to Passau, Regenbsurg, Wurzburg, Koln, and Kinderdjik.

until next Monday,

DB

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