09/04/2026
Stories From My Scrapbook | Tower Bridge, London 🇬🇧
Easter break, April 1993. I was in Grade 11, travelling on a school trip to Europe — and for the first time in my life, I was outside North America.
Somewhere along the way, we stopped at Tower Bridge.
I took these two photos, and when I got home, they earned their own page in my scrapbook — complete with hand-cut edges, red marker and, apparently, a fairly comprehensive handwritten explanation of exactly how Tower Bridge worked. 😂
Looking at the page now, I think that's the part I enjoy most.
There weren't hundreds of photos sitting on a phone. If something made it into the scrapbook, I had chosen the pictures, cut them out, arranged them on the page and written down what I wanted to remember about the place.
More than 30 years later, the photographs may have faded a little and my scrapbook design skills are certainly... of their time. But I'm very glad I kept these pages.
Every one brings back another small piece of that first adventure overseas — including things I'd completely forgotten until I opened the scrapbook again.
And apparently, even in Grade 11, I couldn't just visit somewhere.
I needed to know the story behind it too.