Talk to your parents! January 17, 2007Posted by dorigo in personal, travel.
I am (like to think of myself as) a rational person, who tries to pay little attention to emotional influences in my ordinary train of thoughts. However, being a human being, I too am sometimes overcome by my emotive side, and reminiscences of the past have a big role in flipping my state away from rational thinking.
This evening I was having dinner by myself in Saint Genis (France, next to the border with Switzerland near Geneve), in a rather stylish restaurant I ran into by accident. And for some reason, as I contemplated myself as a lone traveler of Europe, I came to think of my father, who traveled all around Europe a lot in his heydays, when he was organizing the “Biennale del Teatro” in Venice, acting like a talent-scout for groups of actors.
Traveling throughout Europe in the sixties was definitely a different business. Credit cards did not exist, and you had to have inside your pockets a suitable amount of currency of the countries you would visit. A passport was vital, as was often a visa obtained beforehand. Plane trips were something exclusive, when the crew pampered you during the flight. I imagine how my father felt during his frequent trips to find theatre companies who would accept to perform in Venice for the festival organized by the Biennale. Much more stranded than I feel myself here tonight, I bet, despite his better mastering of foreign languages (my french really stinks). I would love to have him tell me some stories of his visits to foreign countries, 40 years ago.
My father died last July. It is hard to describe how many things you come to think you would like to discuss with a person that is no more, while you feel no such pressure to talk with people that is still around you.
But it is never too late to realize that. My mother will be around for a few more years, and I intend to write down a list of things I want to talk about with her, and then tick items off the list one by one!