I wanted to spend our limited time in Cologne just sitting on the steps of the vaunted cathedral, watching people and pigeons, enjoying the vague sense of well-being that comes with a warm belly full of schnitzel and a crisp autumn breeze, but Mom was having none of it.
When you turn a year older in Europe, cocooned in the warmth of family and love of faraway friends, with palaces and pretty horses and a rather tasty piece of cake.
