Sunday, May 30, 2010

One the road again, just got to get on the road again . . .

Heading for Germany, Switzerland, and Austria on June 3rd through the 15th.  And yes I know I have  not finished posting about the Spain and France trips.  One of these days I will finish them all.  Until then, Auf Weidersehen.

Gotta Love Him

Nothing would do but for me to take a picture of William in his hat he got at Health Works.  Here goes:



What a Blessing !

One of the things I like about life is that my mom and dad, Mamoo and Taylor (a.k.a. Poppa to Laura), are able to be a part of the boys' lives.  Mama is 78 and Daddy is 82. Thank you Lord.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Garden Time

I haven't posted since early April.  Life has been pretty busy around here with the end of school, weddings, and getting ready for a trip to Germany, Austria, and Switzerland.  Lance is also staying busy with his garden.  It is a big one this time and is looking good.  Laura made a post on her blog that was from Reed asking his Poppa to hurry up and bring him some veggies.  Don't worry Reed; we will be able to feed you and all of Inverness this summer.  Her are some pics.

Every garden has to have its friendly scarecrow.  This one is Lance's creation.

One row of the 368 tomato plants

Not too long before we are eating bacon, lettace and tomato sandwiches

Pole beans

Beans are starting to bloom

Row of  squash

Squash are starting to come in

Onions and cucumbers

We even have zinnias that are starting to bloom

Monday, April 19, 2010

Tuesday, March 16: You Have No Idea What You Missed, Drew!

18,977 Steps   1546 Aerobic Steps   817 Calories Burned   32.3 Fat Grams Burned   7.77 Miles Walked

This is a long post so grab something to drink and enjoy.  Seven a.m. comes early for me, so early that I forgo breakfast for a pack of nabs while putting on my make- up.  Debbie and Natalie go to breakfast then come back to get me.

Our group meets in the lobby sans Drew who has a migrane headache.  Dianne opts to stay with him, along with Kelly, who is a cousin-in-law to Drew by marriage and who also is a nurse.

Our fearless leader Rolando lays the ground rules for the day, and we head for the subway station across the street.  After climbing stairs and going down stairs, riding the people mover, and changing trains several times, we come out above ground to cross to the Ile de la Cite to visit Notre Dame Cathedral.  The day is beautiful and the area around Notre Dame is alive with people who are there to do the same thing we are: to find Quasimodo and Esmeralda.  Well, not really; they died in the story, but it's fun to pretend.

Anyway, we take a few pictures outside the cathedral, including one at the 0 degree mark from which the miles measured from Paris begin.  We take in the architecture of the building, including the famous rose stained glass windows, and even take extra note of the gargoyle that appears to be bored with all the visitors by peering down and resting his head in his hands.  We also tour the inside looking at all the beautiful windows through which the morning sun shines.  Several of us gather outside, Andy and Karen Daniels with their girls Anna and Elizabeth, Robert and Lisa Sledge and their girls Meredith and Lauren, Natalie, Debbie, and myself, and walk around observing the flying buttresses we learned about in junior high history.

 FYI: Notre Dame was one of the first churches built after Constantine recognized Christanity as a new religion in 313 A.D.  The building was once known as Notre-Dame de Paris, meaning it was the official church of the entire diocese of Paris, then Notre-Dame de la France, but is now a cathedral church of the city.  The church has undergone several additions and remodeling.  It is one of the best known examples of Gothic architecture along with the Dumo in Milan, Italy (which I have been fortunate to see also).  One of the most recognizable parts of the cathedral is the eastern end of the church (chevet) that is bordered by the famous flying buttresses.  In 1793, during the French Revolution, many of the treasures of the cathedral were either destroyed or plundered. The statues of biblical kings of Judah (erroneously thought to be kings of France) were beheaded. Many of the heads were found during a 1977 excavation nearby. In 1939, at the beginning of World War II, it was feared that German bombers could destroy the windows; as a result, on 11 September 1939, they were removed, and then restored at the end of the war.  There are five bells at Notre Dame. The great bell, Emmanuel, is located in the South Tower and the other four bells are in the North Tower. These bells are rung for various services and festivals.  In the night of August 24, 1944, as the Ile de la Cite was taken by an advance column of French and Allied troops and elements of the Resistance, it was the tolling of the Emmanuel that announced to the city that its liberation was under way.  (some from Wikipedia)Class dismissed!

Walking up to Notre Dame-- I thought it would be larger and more foreboding.

The west facade

The  rose window

0 degree marker ( Debbie and I have another picture like this but in Madrid, Spain.)

Another of the rose windows from the inside

The chevet

DK, Natalie, and Debbie

At this point we decide to try to find the Jewish Memorial that honors the deportment of the Paris Jews in 1945.  Several of us had read a book entitled Sarah's Key and were so touched by the story of the French Jews in Paris that we wanted to see the memorial that was mentioned in the book and knew it was close to Notre Dame.  Well, to our amazement, the memorial was just across the street behind Notre Dame.  The memorial touched us as much as the book had.

The wall at the entrance of the memorial

Listing of some of the concentration camps on one of the walls

The Jewish motto "Forgive; Never Forget"

After spending time at the memorial we walk along the street back to the front of Notre Dame, and I make the most wonderful discovery--the French crepe.   I order my first one of the trip with sugar and butter.  WOW!  This for sure will not be my last crepe of the trip.  The thing so great about French crepes is that there is always a place on the street to buy one, filled with a variety of ingredients.

Our group gathers again to walk to Sainte-Chapelle.  FYI:  Sainte-Chapelle was built by Louis IX as part of the original  palace on the Ile de la Cite.  The chapel was built with two levels, the lower for worship by the soldiers and servants and the upper for the king and his entourage and guests.  However, part of the recongnition of this chapel is due to it's  housing of  religious relics purchased by Louis, the Crown of Thorns worn by Christ and a fragment of the True Cross.  They were housed in a reliquary guilded with gold, silver, and copper.  They were brought out in 1248 on Good Friday and have been done so since then.  During the French Revolution, the reliquary and the relics were melted down.  The Crown of Thorns had been earlier deposited in 1793 in the cabinet of Antiques and later given to the archbishop of Paris in 1804.  Each Good Friday and the Friday before Lent, the Crown of Thorns is display at Notre Dame in a reliquary designed in the 19th century.

The other distinguishing feature of the building is the stained glass windows in the upper floor chapel, along with a rose window on the west send.  There are 110,013 panels in the windows of which two-thirds are original.  These windows depict the Bibical stories of  both the old and new testaments. We were disappointed that some restoration work was being done on the altar area so that area was blocked off.  But, that did not take away from the beauty of the windows.  Also, we were excited to be returning there later in the week for a concert of Vivaldi music. Class dismissed!


Ceiling of the lower chapel

Statue of Saint Louis in the lower chapel


Rear window in the rear part of the upper chapel flanked by some of the windows
We meet again with Rolando and he gives us our options for eating lunch and time we are to  meet.  Debbie and Natalie and I eat at an outdoor restaurant and share pizza.  The time is wonderful and we enjoy the rest.

We meet our group at the Musee d'Orsay, which use to be the tratin station on the Ile de la Cite.  In 1980 the station was turned into a museum to display many of the impressionist artists, along with sculptures, and art deco furniture.  I mark a few more painting off my list:  Renoir's The Swing and Dance at Le Molin de la Gallette; Cezanne's Still Life with Apples and Oranges; Monet's Poppies Blooming; Manet's The Balcony; Millet's The Gleaners; Van Gough's Starry Night over the Rhone (not the original Starry Night) and Rest from Work.

Naturally, I have been left by my group since I am so slow, but I meet them later at the restaurant,  Get this:  I relax with a view of the River Seine while I drink cafe au lait, discussing works of art I have just seen. What a life!!!  I think that it was definetly worth every essay I ever had to grade to be able to retire and to afford, somewhat,  to travel to see and experience some of the things I have in the last three years of travel.

We meet our group outside the museum and decide on the means we are going to get back to the hotel.  Some take the subway, others a taxi.  Well, those of us with wanna-be tour guide Debbie decide to walk back to the hotel.  So glad we did.  We walk through Tuileries Gardens, stroll the fashion street of haute couture (can't remember the name), stop at the Ritz, and walk through Le Printemps and Lafayette Gallery.

Group pic in Tuileries Garden--Andy, Susan, Debbie, Paula, Anna, Megan Kay, Lauren, Lelah ,Lisa, and Meredith 

We get back to the hotel to freshen up for dinner.  I have the pleasure of sharing dinner with Ann and Dean and Elyette. I was introduced to a wonderful drink courtesy of John, Kir Royale.  It is made with champange and creme de cassis.  Very nice.  So nice that I had two.  We also had a cheese tart with salad, roasted chicken and potatoes, and apple tart for dessert.  One of the funniest lines of the trip came from Dean.  We had walked a really long way during the day, and the chicken was ok, nothing to rave about.  Dean quipped, "This sure was a long way to walk for a chicken dinner."  Ann added, "I think I would have even told Moses 'No' if he had said we were walking as far as we did today."  I guess I was tired and punchy because these two lines struck me as so funny. 

Guess what! We are not through yet!  We gather to prepare to visit the Arc de Triomphe.  We ride the subway yet again, something  to which we are beginning to become quiet accustomed.  The Arc is beautiful bathed in spotlights.  Since the round-about around the Arc is so busy, we have to cross under the street to get to the site.   Several of us climb the 284 steps to the top to view all of Paris again at night.  In the words of Jane Fonda, "Can you feel the burn?"  Dang straight I can!  But the view is wonderful and the landscape is closer and more distinguishable this evening than from the Eiffel Tower.  My pictures did not turn out well at all.

FYI:  "The Arc de Triomphe honors those who fought for France, particularly during the Napoleonic Wars. On the inside and the top of the arc there are all of the names of generals and wars fought. Underneath is the tomb of the unknown soldier from World War I . . . . The monument was designed by Jean Chalgrin in 1806 . . . Since the end of its construction, the Arc de Triomphe has become the rallying point of the French troops parading after successful military campaigns or for the Bastille Day Military Parade. Famous victory marches past or under the Arc have included the Germans in 1871, the French in 1918, the Germans in 1940, and the French and Allies in 1944 and 1945. A United States postage stamp from 1945 shows the Arc in the background as victorious American troops march down the Champs-Élysées and U.S. airplanes fly overhead" (Wikipedia).

Eternal Flame

Night View of the Le Champs E'lysees from top of the Arc

After about an hour at the Arc, we gather one more time for our subway ride back to the hotel.  We make it back around 10:30 pm.  I take my bath, prepare for the next day, and fall in bed exhausted.

Note;  Three years ago when I had the chance to travel to Italy in March I swore we walked at leat 75 miles.  I really had no documentation to prove my statement, so Laura gave me a super duper pedometer for Mother's Day in May following the trip. The next spring I forgot to take it to Spain, and so I made sure to take it with me this time.  I did not record the pace the previous days, but when I looked at the pedometer when Iwas making my notes in my journal, I almost fell off the bed.  Those are the numbers you see posted at the beginning of this post.  I will post them for the rest of the posts.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Monday, March 15: Pinch Me! Am I really here?

Our wake up call comes at 7:00 am.  I struggle to get dressed ( I am not a morning person!) and go downstairs, literally, to breakfast.  We are on the fourth floor, room 419, for the duration or our trip, and it is easier to take the stairs than to sandwich myself into the elevator by myself, much less with two or three more riders (I am clostrophobic!).  For some reason, hunger has not set in yet (Usually, it doesn't until around 10:00 am.  Did I mention I am not a morning person?), so I eat half a croissant and drink some juice (Still trying to stay healthy!).

We board the bus for our riding tour of Paris.  We meet Vincent (Yep, more on him later!), our guide around Paris and some of the other sites.  I am like a child at Christmas!  At every turn is another well-known site I have either seen in a book or in a movie or on the travel channel.  Samatha Brown doesn't have anything on me! I take 52 pictures as we ride around and make a quick stop at the Eiffel Tower.  I will not bore you with all of them but will show you a few just to wet your appetite just as is mine while we ride.

Arc de Triomphe

River Seine and the Concerige, tower one the corner
Notre Dame

Riding down Le Champs E'lyseese with Arc de Triomphe

Eiffel Tower

View oft he Seine River, the ???Bridge and Presidential Palace in the upper right background

Our first stop of the morning is the Tomb of Napoleon at Les Invalides.  FYI:  Les Invalides was built by King Loius XIV as a veteran's hospital and home.  Then 150 years ago the site also became the final resting place for Napoleon.  He is laid to rest under the dome of the Invalides church.  The actual church is on one side of the dome with the tomb on the other.  An interesting fact about Napoleon's tomb is that the initial view of the tomb is from an upper level so that when viewing the tomb, the visitor has to bend at the waist to look down as if in a bow.  Even in his death, Napeleon wants respect. The church is beautiful, and we go down closer to get a better view of the tomb.  Class dismissed!

Entrance to Les Invalides

Church of Les Invalides

Door to the entrance of Napoleon's Tomb

Dome over the tomb

Napoleon's resting place

We are given 30 minutes on our own to walk around Les Invalides and to take a break.  We find a nice sidewalk cafe across from the hospital where the cafe au lait is wonderful. We enjoy the morning sunshine for a few minutes, and Rolando then gathers us for the thirty minute ride to Fontainbleau.


Enjoying the morning sunshine--DK, Mary Ruth, Paula, and Jeffery

We settle in, some for a quick nap others for quiet conversation. We arrive and are given time to get lunch before we tour the palace.  The area is wonderful and there are several cafes at which to eat.  After a bit of confusion, Debbie, Natalie and I decide on a cafe. The meal is wonderful, and the weather gets more beautiful as the day progresses.  Rushing to eat within the time limit, we make it with a few seconds to spare and walk to Fontainebleau.

Waiting for our meal 

FYI:  The beginings of the palace were thought to have been built in the 12th century somtime around the reign of Louis VII. The site became a place to retreat from Paris for the king in the 15th century and began to take the layout that is seen today.  Louis XVI brought Fontainbleu to its glory and spent time there with his queen, Marie Antoinette.  The palace was sacked during the French Revolution, but not destroyed.  The palace represented everything the "have nots" were rebelling against during the revolution.  Later, Napaleon had the palace restored to its past glory and even had a room furnished for Pope Pius VII who crowned Napoleon emperor.  The Pope was later imprisoned there when he refused to sign a new concordat (I missed what this was.).It was also at Fontainebleau that Napoleaon signed his abdication in 1814. Class dismissed!

The palace is beautiful with guilding and fabrics and art.  It is easy to see why the people revolted against the royality.  The money spent on one room could have fed hundreds. We see the bedrooms of Marie Antoinette and Josephine and Louis XVI and Napoleon.  As a note, Marie Antoinette did not really say, "Let them eat cake."  There are lots of theories on what she really said, if she said anything.  Nice urban legend, but no truth to it.


Entrance to Fontainbleu

This hall would have been used for guests to mingle before a dinner or ball

Library

Ballroom

I need to make an observation at this point.  You will notice the young children sitting on the floor, most intently listening to their guide.  We encountered groups of children such as these at many of the sites we visited.  What impressed me was the interest the children showed in what was being said and their quiet behavior.  As I said, the scene shown here was not an isolated one.  Part of the education of the French children is the history of their nation and an appreciation for it.  If we don't get back these principles in this country and continue to let pop culture be main focus of our children, we are going to continue to slide down a slope for which there is no stop.  Okay, I had my say.

The Queen's bedroom

The Throne Room

One of the several chapels
An example of the many beautiful artifacts

We tour all for which we have time and return to the bus for our ride back into Paris proper.  We visit our hotel rooms for a second or two after our arrival to freshen up and go to dinner.  The meal is on our own so, some of us choose a restaurant close to our hotel named Mallard's.  I order french onion soup and a salad with cream brulee for dessert.  Oh, every year while we are on our trip a wonderful event happens--Mary Ruth's birthday!  We sing "Happy Birthday" to her while the waitress procedes to set her table on fire with a sparkler stuck in a cream brule.  No problem as several jump up to slap out the errant flame.

Mary Ruth, all smiles on her birthday.  Notice the sparklers in the creme brulee

After our meal we gather at the hotel to go visit the Eiffel Tower.  We have our first experience with the subway and train systems.  We are successful in getting to our destination without losing anyone and walk the few blocks to the tower.  The tower is lighted all the way to the top and exhibits a light show every hour.  We have to wait almost an hour to get on the elevator that takes us to the top, but what a view when we get there.  To say Paris is the "City of Lights" is not a misnomer.  We can see all of Paris and the famous landmarks across the city.  FYI:  The Eiffel Tower was built in just two years as part of the Universal Exhibition in 1889.  It is named after the builder Gustave Eiffel.  It has 2.5 million rivets, 15,000 metal sections, 1,672 steps to the top, and is 1000 feet tall.  It has served as a broadcast antenna, military obsevatory, aircraft beacon, billboard, and countdown clock for the year 2000.  It is the official landmark of Paris. Class dismissed!



Those of us who have gone to the top gather at the base of the tower and begin our trip back to the hotel with Rolando in the lead.  We make it back to the hotel fairly late, and the last time I look at the clock is 12:15 a.m. as I lay my head on my pillow.