The Nightingale: A Book Review

The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah is a story of two women in war. It is also a tale of a country torn in two. The Nightingale Plot (No Spoilers) It happened quickly. On May 9, 1940, life in France was normal. People shared carafes of wine in the cafés of Paris and kids laughed …

prague's jewish quarter

Visiting Prague’s Jewish Quarter can be overwhelming. But it doesn’t have to be logistically overwhelming. Here’s the easiest way to visit the Jewish Quarter of Prague and a bit of background on this little neighborhood with lots of history. Prague’s Jewish Quarter: Layers of History Prague is home to one of the oldest recorded …

Memorial at the Ravensbruck Concentration Camp

There was a Nazi Concentration Camp built just for women. Visiting Ravensbrück is hard but necessary. You must prepare yourself to walk into a world of contradiction. For starters, the Ravensbrück Concentration Camp sits on the shore of a picturesque lake in northern Berlin. The beauty of the scene belies the horror that once …

Chateau de Chenonceau

A visit to France’s Loire Valley is truly incomplete without a visit to Château de Chenonceau. I was first attracted to the Loire Valley in France because of the Loire River, which served as the demarcation line in central France during WWII. The flowing demarcation line cut communities in two. It sliced farms and vineyards in …

oradour-sur-glane

First, brace yourself. Visiting Oradour-sur-Glane today is not visiting a place; rather, it is visiting a place in time. Oradour-sur-Glane is preserved to look exactly as it did after the smoke cleared on June 10, 1944, revealing the charred remains of a village as well as the remains of nearly all of its inhabitants. …

river cher loire valley

The first time that I visited Saint-Martin-le-Beau, a commune resting near the banks of the River Cher in central France, it was a cold evening in January and the rain slopped across my windshield as I navigated my rental car over the train tracks that run parallel to town. Because it was nighttime, I …