I am such a dunce! A dunce with minimal manners!
Here I am, home from my fabulous European river cruise 3 weeks and I’ve yet to send a proper thank you for pulling out all the stops (especially at all the locks) during my recent trip courtesy of your not so blue waters. I suppose referencing our recent national holiday would be tacky on several fronts, so I'll just proceed forthwith to offer my thanks.
I could tell you my mother worked tirelessly to instill a modicum of social graces, or that my tomboy status made her efforts rather futile, but alas, I do have the presence of mind not to insult you further by making excuses for my lack of sophistication. I'm sure my shortcomings are abundently clear, at least that's what I'm told.
Let me put my dunceness aside and proceed in a more positive direction.
I do so appreciate your part in making Jimmy’s introduction to Europe so memorable. He was beside himself throughout the ten days we were your guests. Well, actually, he was usually beside me, but I’m splitting hairs. I do that a lot, which is undoubtedly why my hair frizzes at the slightest provocation.
And, hey, Johann Strauss’s Blue Danube waltz is a big hit today. It’s great for putting my granddaughter to sleep. It’s her favorite lullaby.
I hope I’m not putting you to sleep with all my babbling. I’m like a brook compared to the depth and breadth of your riverness. I mean, what do I know when it comes to contributing to the birth of castles and cathedrals,
Our Grand Canyon isn’t a river, but it is associated with a once mighty river, the Colorado. With two billion years of geological history in her now dry riverbanks, two thousand of those years devoted to the Anasazi, Ancient Pueblo People, we’re quite proud of her accomplishments, too, despite the lack of medieval cities.
You should see the cliff dwellings, though. Nothing as grand as your castles, but the multi-story apartment-like complexes made from adobe mud and stone are quite impressive, especially considering there was no nobility or church funding the Anasazi’s building projects.
Please know our door is always open should you ever consider jumping the pond to see our neck of the world, woods, whatever.
Ring Jimmy and me if you’re ever in the neighborhood; we'd be delighted to show you a jolly good time. You were so generous with all that water, especially during the floods of 2006.
P.S. Maybe our next visit, you can show us Serbia and Romania.
P.S.S. (or is it P.P.S?) I forgot to tell you, Jimmy and I enjoyed the sweet Hungarian treat, Duna Kavic (Danube Pebbles). Not at all like the rock candy I was expecting.
P.S.S.S. Your reach may not be the longest in Europe, but I'm fully aware you pass through more European capital cities than any other river. You are indeed the queen of quintessence.