Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
Screenwriter, travel writer, marine biologist
Most of us weren't there, but all of our lives were touched. How are you remembering D-Day? A moment of silence, pondering the existence of war, wondering if there really is a need. They die, We live, We die, They live, We die, We live, We mourn, We celebrate, We watch an IMAX documentary We... Continue Reading →
Disclaimer: I have been using the wordpress app on my iPhone for the blogs while on my trip. It is a pathetic application with no way to save a draft so I can work on it on my kindle after posting pictures. WordPress needs to understand that writers like all artists need a sketchbook and... Continue Reading →
Wednesday was the chosen day. We packed our father's ashes to drive them to their final resting place. The grave of his father. A reunion 70 years in the making. From the shores of the English Channel near Fort La Varde, the last location my grandfather was stationed, we drove inland 130 kilometers towards the... Continue Reading →
Saint Malo, a fortified city dating back 100s of years, an important center of maritime trade and the closest town to fort La Varde where my grandfather was stationed prior to his death. A fascinating place. I hope the pictures do her justice. Solidor tower - a maritime museum paying tribute to the history of... Continue Reading →
I arrived to Paris at 2pm local time. Almost 24 hours after I left Seattle. My brother was waiting for me outside customs just as planned. We can now hop in the rental car and continue our pilgrimage to Normandy by driving four hours to Saint Malo. Well not just yet... Something was missing. My... Continue Reading →
I am in London's Heathrow airport. If you read my blog from yesterday this stop was not on my itinerary. How did I get here? The flight from Dallas to Paris on American Airlines was cancelled. Mechanical problems. "We have rebooked you to arrive tomorrow at 6pm." Said the ticket agent on the phone. "That... Continue Reading →
Seattle-Dallas-Paris This will be my route today. I am leaving a peaceful, snow covered Seattle, warm snuggles with my kitties and morning coffee with my love. The physical part of this pilgrimage begins with 17 hours of travel. Four hour flight to Dallas; four hour layover; nine hour flight to Paris. It will be 10am... Continue Reading →
Maps - check Rain gear - check Thermals - check Cameras - check Passport - check I have been on countless trips, yet I still find packing a challenge. I check the weather. It will be cold and rainy, just like Seattle. I visualize the terrain, hills, beach, mud and sand. What shoes do I... Continue Reading →
What would you do if you learned the location of your grandfather's grave, who died during World War II, was in fact known? For 43 years I thought my grandfather died during the D-day invasion along the Normandy coast of northern France. I also thought his body was lost to history, no grave, no cemetery.... Continue Reading →
There is nothing like walking through the stacks of books in a library.It doesn't matter if the library is a neighborhood library or the Library of Congress there is something magical about them. I have known this for most of my life. In elementary school, I volunteered in my school library. I learned how to... Continue Reading →
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