On a visit to Paris in the early 90's, I remember walking across one of her many bridges at a nice clip on my way to the Rodin Museum. Most days I preferred walking everywhere, and that day was one of those. A couple of women in jogging suits and tennis shoes with grey hair and glasses were coming toward me from the other side. As they passed I thought: Isn't it wonderful that I got to come to Paris at a relatively young age so I can enjoy her on foot.
Since then I've traveled with my Mom and older friends. I've come to realize it's not about age, it's about being healthy. Mom and I walked all over Paris together. Frankly, walking can be easier than all that up and down and around the metro. Jean and I hiked to the top of Montsegur in the Pyrenees.
And there we were again at Rocamadour last week, with all it's ups, downs, arounds and new discoveries. Marina, Jean and I started from the top parking lot. Marina knew the way down, and to our surprise, she took us to a crypt and a winding path that took us down through the stations of the cross! Jean and I had never seen it! Visitors we'd been with before had opted for elevators up and down...missing all the beauty and splendor along the way!
I'm enough of a realist to know that being able to walk, hike, take the stairs, and other activities can get more difficult as we get older. But as with all the rest...let's keep doing it till we can't do it anymore. And then, we'll just do something different.
could have been written by myself, so true indeed, being healthy makes you so rich, also as you get older !! Bodil and will do that as long as possible what so ever ! overall love niels
Posted by: Niels Windfeld Lund | October 11, 2012 at 11:57 AM