Across Cultures: When looking at photographs of myself (1)

The photos were taken in Bern, the last one in front of a

fountain on the Bundesplatz. As always, I remember little of this day. Consciously, that is. Some of the places that we visited. But what did Blazenka, who took the photographs, and I talk about?

When we talk we are in the present, albeit unconciously since the act of speaking happens automatically. Could it be that we only remember what we consciously experience?