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Frankfurt am Main

Frankfurt am Main. After only a few hours in the city, I was in love.

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How could anyone see that without at least a little bit of awe?

Although I could list dozens of things I loved about the city, my favorite was the unique blend of old and new. One minute, we were standing in the heart of the city above, while only a short walk away is the historic Frankfurt Cathedral (below).

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From the Frankfurt Cathedral’s bell tower, we stood in the old, and were dazzled by the new.

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The strong gothic architecture provides such a stark contrast to the soaring skyscrapers; the old yields to the overpowering new.

These structures are the heights of their respective century’s technology. Truly, this cathedral, in which emperors of the Holy Roman Empire were coronated, must have struck pilgrims down in wonder. Today, the dizzying heights of the new buildings have the same sort of effect. Really, then, are these building contrasting? Or saying the same thing, in a different language?

Walkin’ in England

Our family dog is a Siberian Husky, whom we fondly and endearingly refer to as “Big Stupid.” He naturally requires to be taken on walks quite regularly, and although he has now moved back to San Diego, I am sure he misses walking through the English countryside as much as I do. Today, a rainy and gray day that is reminiscent of the English summer, I miss it especially. So, here are some of my favorite photos to remember my time by.

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Arches of trees
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Watching a dog and his owner
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Bram, an Irish Wolfhound
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A trickle of the River Kennet
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My favorite short-cut to town
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A directional post.

My Better Half

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After a rainy day in Edinburgh, we stopped into a pub. Photo credit: My dad.

Happy birthday to my best friend, my knight in shining armour, my better half, the sugar in my tea, and every other cliche in the book.

Every day you find a new way to amaze me, and I’m so honored to be able to spend another birthday with you.

With the knowledge that many more are to come,

I love you dearly,

Mikala

Take Me Back?

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Happy Place.”

For me, my happy place is wherever Ross is.

My best friend.
My best friend.

Cheesy, I know.
But he really is someone that I know I can rely on, not to mention the fact that he truly listens, understands, and supports me mentally. (**As a side note, this is not to discredit the love and support of my family, without which I would be a significantly less happy individual.**)

Sometimes, though, you just need to reset the system. Turn the computer on and off again, because then perhaps everything would just run more smoothly. When I need that, there is only one place on my mind: Grandpa’s land.
The Wisconsin River
I haven’t spent as much time as I would like to in these woods, but every visit to this isolated sanctuary is refreshing and revitalizing.
The Forest Plus, how can you beat that view?

Paris

Paris

For those growing up in 21st Century America, there are certain things that are rites of passage: learning to ride a bike, receiving your first cell phone, graduating high school, and the first drink of alcohol (but not always in that order). For me, the last one was replaced by a task far more urgent: get to Paris.

Le Tower Eiffel

At one point in time or another, nearly all of my favorite writers had either lived in or travelled to Paris; French artists (e.g. Paul Cézanne, David, van Gogh, etc.) were the most Avant-Garde; and French history has been magnetic ever since the first time I head, “Let them eat cake!” (even though Marie probably never said that). Naturally, I was drawn to the city that had changed the course of history, to the built up descriptions from my high school teacher, to the city of light.

Arc de Triomphe

I’ll be back for you one day, mon cher.

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Although taken with my camera, this brilliant photo was crafted by my dearest Ross.

Notre Dame

Down the Middle
My mom and dad, after over 26 years of marriage and dealing with my brother and I. God bless ’em.