My vivid memories of that first night in Dhahran still invoke tears from the fear of the unknown, the uprooting from friends and family, the physical exhaustion and jet lag. That girl did not want to be there. She was not yet a traveler. Kite-flying on Dhahran Beach, 1977. Over the next seven years, my. Arc de Triomphe de lEtoile. This Parisian icon is the worlds second-largest triumphal arch (after the Arch of Triumph in Pyongyang, North Korea). Positioned at the top of the Champs-lyses, it was built to honor those who fought for France, particularly during the Napoleonic Wars. It is 160-feet high, 148-feet wide, and 72-feet deep. Its been fun looking back at my fathers photos and hearing his memories of those sites, which included: St. Peters Basilica The worlds largest church is also one of the holiest Christian sites, as the burial place of Saint Peter, one of Jesus twelve apostles. Located in Vatican City, the basilica covers an area of nearly 6. Arc de Triomphe, Paris, 1980. Only about 15 of the ruins, which date to 6000 BC, have been excavated. Resting on the ruins, Ephesus, 1979. Museu Nacional dos Coches Located in the historic Belm district of Lisbon, Portugal, this museum contains the largest and most valuable collection of coaches, as in ceremonial and promenade vehicles from the 17th to the.
The Coliseum at Ephesus, 1979. It was the act of travel, really, which seeded my adult yearning to get out of town and explore. That was one of many gifts my parents gave me, which I hope to pass along to my children. Interestingly, and unknowingly, I visited some of the worlds largest sites during.
I attended American-style schools and made friends with other westerners. It was a life resembling a normal American upbringing, like a movie filmed on a set of building faades and sand dune backdrops. One of the best parts of my childhood living abroad was the frequent opportunity to travel with my family.