I flew over to Heathrow from the states where on Sunday.  Always the red eye.  Leave around 6:50 or so and get in at around a little before 8:00.  The times always changes depending on the time of year.  The pilot got us in an hour early – great tail wind, but what was the point.  An hour and 45 mins to get through passport control.  The big guy had asked for a late checkout at the hotel (he always drives up the night before) so I could take a little nap.  3 hours later, and a great shower we were off to Basel Switzerland.  He had a European financial conference and I tagged along.  A quaint city, close to Germany and France.  Today we drove to Colmer in France, in the French wine country of Alsace.  My mothers family is from this region.  I find it fitting that right after her 3 year anniversary that I am where her roots began.  Lots of streets to explore, a lot of alleys to see.  But the one thing today was the Collegiate of St. Martin.  What a cathedral!  I walked in, as I always do when I can see an old church over here in Europe, and say some prayers for my family.  Sitting there, a choir of school age boys were practicing.  Sitting there thinking and praying for my mom, hearing their beautiful young voices, I was truly overwhelmed.  I lit a few candles and walked out.  I kept the tears back…..hard to do. Tomorrow we are taking a wine tour at a few winery’s.  Can’t wait to see more of this gorgeous area, and think, wow Mom….you would love this!