I too frequently wake up in the middle of the night with my mind whirling in a thousand directions at once. That’s when I listen to podcasts. I am comforted by the drone of other voices other than my own lulling me back to sleep; unless, the podcast is interesting.
One of my daughters invited me on a European trip before she began a study program abroad. We started our adventure in Germany, moving into Austria, then the Northern lakes of Italy, on to Switzerland, ending our trip in London where she will study for the fall semester.
Our first sightseeing point of interest was Dachau, one of the concentration camps established by the Nazis during World War II. My daughter did not want to go and was kind enough to appease her mother for an afternoon in anticipation of the Sound of Music tour in Salzburg, the one thing she was most excited for on the vacation.