This was Maryse's last day in London (late July 2010). She wanted to see the famous Tower Bridge and Tower Hill where Lady Jane Grey had sadly met her end. Afterwards, we decided to take this lovely river tour along the Thames River and her joy was there for all of us to see. When I think of her now, I think of her in the bow of that tour boat on the Thames, as happy as can be. Just sitting right up front, taking in the spectacular view of the City of London, with that smile on her face, wishing the moment would never end.
July 22 2010, North Queensferry Scotland underneath the iconic Forth Bridge. Maryse was such a champ that whole week. She had just endured 4 x straight days of The Open Championship golf at St-Andrews. Everyday traveling to St-Andrews, she would look down from the bridge on the train and point out the little hamlet of North Queensferry. "OMG, please can we go there some day?" So when the tournament was over, we changed all of our plans for taking the London train to Paris the following day and instead we spent an entire day bombing around Kilkardy and Queenferry (both North & South). She said: "I could live here peacefully for the rest of my life, I absolutely love it here!". In short Maryse gave up Paris & Le Tour Eifel for her day visiting these picturesque little towns west of Edinburgh. She was always full of constant joy but these few days in Scotland were easily the happiest of the days when I knew her.
