There are moments in all our lives that are just humbling "wow" moments. You know which ones I'm talking about, don't you? The ones like this one. The one where I am sitting with my dear friend Clyde and my Mom at Le Jules Verne restaurant, 125 meters (375 feet) up in the Eiffel Tower, thinking to myself, "I grew up poor in the South Bronx. When I was growing up, a dining treat was if Mom would take me to Howard Johnson's for fried clam strips and a banana split. And I loved it! And I would still love it except it's not the same any more. Not nearly as fresh and good as back in the day" I envisioned many things for myself, but sitting here, now, with two of the many people I love...nope, I didn't envision this moment. I may have envisioned myself being one of the tourists getting rained on whilst standing on the observation deck below us. We are seated at a table where we can watch the tourists "observe" Paris from the observa
....where taking the road less traveled IS the goal. The around-the-world travel experiences of Mom Estelle and daughter Estelle...yes, the two Estelles :)