Faded Memories of Austria
Do you remember all of your travels — where you went, what you saw, what you did? I wish I could say I do, but I don’t. It’s frustrating, really. No matter how hard I try to remind myself, some memories just fade away with time.
It’s been about six years since my trip to Austria, and it seems that’s too long for my memory to hold on to the details. I can’t quite recall the names of the streets or the exact places I visited, but I do remember how it felt — calm, quiet, and beautifully foreign.
So here they are — a few blurry photos from that trip. Even if the memories are a little faded, these snapshots still hold a piece of that time. Sometimes, that’s enough.
