In honor of my mother’s birthday, I wanted to use this week’s post to reflect on that time we went o a mother-daughter Eurotrip. Growing up I never dreamt that this would be possible. Now, I sit around planning the next one.
Back in 2017 I “surprised” my mom with a trip to Europe. It wasn’t much of a surprise because she had to schedule the time off with her job so she knew that we were going somewhere for a while but she didn’t know where. When the day came to tell her I asked her to guess. “Are we going to Alaska?” I immediately regretted asking her to guess, when did Alaska make it on to her bucket list. Anyway, I had to disappoint her with the news that we were only going to Europe(joking, she wasn’t disappointed).
Let the Mother-Daughter Eurotrip Begin
Our first stop was London. We spent a few days eating fish and chips from Golden Union and enjoyed traditional afternoon tea at The Delaunay. After freezing our butts off for three days in London we hopped on a plane to Berlin where we continued to freeze and eat.
While waiting in the metro in some random station in Berlin, my mom saw a sign for a gospel concert at the Berlin Philarmonic that night. I immediately went online to buy tickets and it was one of my favorite parts of our time in Berlin. Thanks for being so observant Mom.
We then headed to Vienna where we caught up with old friends. My mom was able to meet my host mom from that time I studied abroad in Vienna. My mom was so supportive of me studying abroad being able to take her to Vienna and show her my old stomping ground is a memory I’ll always cherish.
After a couple of days exploring Vienna we headed to Italy. We first flew down to Rome where we spent the day eating gelato, my favorite pizza, and seeing a few sights. After walking miles through Rome we took the train up to Florence where we spent our last few days in Europe…eating of course. By this point you all know I travel for food and Florence did not disappoint.
Planning trips for other people is stressful. The entire time I worried that I was just dragging her to where I wanted to go. I was worried she would be bored, irritated, and would never want to travel with me again. To this day we still talk about how good that one greek restaurant was in Berlin.
Happy (belated) Birthday Mom! I can’t wait to do this all again one day. Maybe with fewer hostels next time.