Down memories lane

This one is the only bike we had that Marty liked enough to ride it by herself (off, in our backyard, with her dad ready to help). She liked so very much the red color (it was just a phase, now it's a color she hate).

16 years ago I started to work for the company  I'm still working for today. I didn't know back then that I would have met one of the nicest person on earth, Cinzia.
Here we are sitting together in Budapest in 1995, enjoying a typical hungarian meal.

Biking along the Danube river near Grein, Austria in 1997. A beautiful day with swans, squirrels, birds and ducks playing with us along the way.

This is a pic from the Isle de Ouessant, north Bretagne, France. I want to go there after retiring from work.
Peace, few people (except for july and august, but I guess I can manage it), wind and sun, low temperature.
All I need is there.

It was after a heavy rain, few people around, only distant sounds. It was pure magic standing there. And my mind wandered back in time................
Stonehenge, UK.

   

Marty and Veronica in 1997 sitting outside the St. Jacob church in Thal, Graz - Austria. It's a very strange place, so unusul for a church as we usually see it, but nevertheless very charming and fascinating

 

   A truly heart warming atmosphere, good beer and the best sheperd pie one can dream of! If you add the company of good and dear friends, you have it all.....
The icing of the cake? A nice talk with an old biker who, after the second glass of beer, was more than willing to share his trip memories.

The White Hart Inn in Stockbridge, UK