It feels like it was just the other day we walked through the amazing Keukenhof Flower Gardens in the Netherlands. Since we have been back, I have found myself repeatedly flashing back to moments and awesome experiences that we had while touring around Europe, one such experience was when we were in Florence.
We had been in Florence for a couple of days already and where just walking around taking it all in, it was cool and raining ( rain, the main theme of our trip) when we came across a shop. This shop specialized in custom stationary, which Lindsay loves as she makes cards and other stationary items herself. We entered through the small door, the shop keeper was working on some cards at the counter and had only us in his shop, as we looked around at some of the amazing works they made there, we came across a table in the back of the shop which was filled with a clear thick liquid with paint brushes and paint spread and spattered around it. I asked what it was and a smile came to the man’s face as he made his way back to the table. He described what it was to us in the table and what it was used for; it was a type of glue in which one spatters different paint colors on top after which he then runs many different tools through each making an effect on the way the colored spots swirl and blend on the glue solution.
He then demonstrated this to us dipping his paint brush in different colors and spattering them over the glue, and then running his tools through the solution making different patterns and designs with the paint. After this he laid a sheet of special paper gently over top making sure that it just rested over the whole of the paint design. He looked up smiled and then lifted the paper up, scraped off the excess glue, and showed us his creation with a look of pride on his face. It was one of those moments while traveling that you feel a type of connection with that person and how glad they are to share what they do and what makes them happy with others.
Times and experiences such as this are the ones I find, which I remember more vividly than visiting an ancient church or a museum, it’s the personal connections I think that make travel so fun and the reason one can never do enough.