I have just returned from the most fabulous holiday ever. Six weeks away with my husband and daughters to France, Switzerland and to a lesser extent, Singapore. I could have written 'lucky' but I think 'blessed' (hopefully without sounding too religious) would be the right word to describe how well everything went and what we derived from it, in terms of wonderful experiences.
What made this holiday especially wonderful was the range of different cultures we met who were especially kind to us in some way or other. Here's a general synopsis:
Of course we enjoyed seeing the Swiss and French countryside, castles and forests; the Swiss Alps, cows with their cowbells and some remarkably beautiful horses; the French vineyards, canals, historic buildings and monuments, and art galleries (especially the Musee d'Orsay for me); and the modern architecture in Singapore. But what really sticks in my mind is the experience with all the different people which brings to mind a line from a famous song which I titled this blog and will finish with... "people are the same wherever you go..."