Father’s Day

Happy Father’s Day!
Reagan continued the tradition and made Rock a home made cherry pie with 
cherries picked from our cherry tree!
If you look closely you can see Reagan up in the tree.

The kids were all too happy to give Rock his gift; a fire pit!  Ok, I was too.

I have to say, this was a long day.  I wanted to give Rock a break and so I did the lion’s share of kid duty today, as I try to do on most Father’s days. The kids were already super hyper and excited about the fire pit and then I let them have some of the brownies I took to my dad, cherry pie, and then s’mores to top it all off. Next Father’s day we are only feeding the kids vegetables and they will watch Sunday movies ALL DAY.  Rock is so wonderful he put the kids to bed because he knew I’d had it. He does it on most nights and I wanted to give him a break today.  No, I really did!   Proof he is an awesome father AND husband!

No Parles vous Frances-Our Trip to France Part 5

After days of constant walking and sight seeing the most famous of sights, we decided to take it easy our last full day in Paris.  We slept in, had our usual crepe for breakfast and bought our souvenirs.  We stayed in the hotel much of the day.  I blogged, Rock slept.  We had one thing planned for the day and that was a concert in the Sainte Chappelle, a beautiful old cathedral with more stained glass than I have ever seen!  On our way to the concert we did stop at the Luxembourg Gardens.

Luxembourg Palace


 One of my favorite pics!



 Love the square trees.


The sun finally peaked through on our last evening in Paris.  


Then it was on to the Sainte Chappelle Cathedral, a chapel built by our favorite king, Louis XIV to house France’s important religious relics like the crown of thorns.  The relics are no longer kept there, but the chapel is such a gem, they had us go through as much security as the Eiffel tower or the airport! 




The chapel was so much smaller than the other massive cathedrals we had seen.  It was a beautiful and intimate setting for the concert, a string quartet with an accompanying harpsichord. They played Pachelbel’s Canon, The Four Seasons and Chaconne by Vitali. With the twilight shining through the stained glass and the amazing acoustics of the room it was the perfect ending to an almost perfect trip to Paris.  




Here’s a video of Pachelbel’s canon.  I didn’t want to invade other people’s viewing so I just filmed the windows. Sorry.  You can see the cellist and that’s about it.  Still fun to listen to, though.  I mostly recorded it so that Reagan could here this one.  He knows how to play it.




The cafe across the street.


 One of my favorite things about France is the medieval architecture mixed with the modern cafes.
We left France the next morning. Our plane left an hour late, so we missed our connection in DC. We were re-routed to Chicago and then had to stay the night there when I got sick. Ironically enough we stayed in the same hotel at the airport that we stayed in when our honeymoon was hijacked by a hurricane and a volcano fifteen years ago.  This trip to Europe was our fifteen year anniversary trip so I guess that was apropos, to borrow a french term. But I told Rock I never want to fly to O’hare again. Only bad things happen there. However, I do consider it a bragging point that we have now walked the entire length and breadth of the Chicago O’hare airport.  Every terminal, every concourse.  When you are stuck there all day and want to exercise, that’s what you do.  Just in case you wondered, there is at least two McDonald’s, one Chili’s and several Starbucks in every terminal.  

It is good to be back in America.  There are things I appreciate now that I never did before. Free public bathrooms-with toilet seats, my native tongue, colorful clothing.  In France everyone wore black or dark colors and I stuck out like a sore thumb in my bright pink coat. There were times when I was the only one on a crowded subway car wearing a color other than black. One of these is not like the others… In America people wear bright colors and I am grateful. But I will miss the crepes and the cafes.  I will miss the history that oozes from every turret and spire, the amazing architecture and the beauty.

People keep asking me which I liked better, London or Paris.  I don’t know how to answer that.  They were both so different.  In England everything was more orderly, its people more reserved, but it felt more like home, less foreign. In France things are big and messy, more flamboyant.  The buildings are huge, the street signs crooked and covered with stickers people stuck on randomly. The people more loud, more emotional.  It felt more strange, but I loved the personality of Paris.  It was a wonderful adventure to see these two countries, these two cities, and compare them to each other, compare them to New York and America, to home.  I guess that’s what world traveling is all about. I’m a lucky girl to have seen them all.














No Parles vous Frances-Our Trip to France Part 4

The Phantom of the Opera


The Paris Opera house, also known as the Palais Garnier after the architect, might be my favorite building we toured in Paris.  It was extraordinary! And we wouldn’t have had time to see it if the Seine had not flooded and wrecked our other plans.  This is the opera house Phantom of the Opera was based on.  Turns out there really was an accident in this opera house that gave the author the idea for the novel.  Just after it opened, a counterweight that held up the chandelier (not the chandelier itself) fell on some poor woman in the audience and killed her.  And there were rumors back when it was being built that one of the workers asked to live underneath the Opera house and was never seen again.  And there IS a lake under the opera house.  When Garnier was digging the foundation he ran into an offshoot of the Seine and no matter how they tried to work around it, they couldn’t fill it in.  So he finally decided to create a cistern type place down underneath that just held the water. There was also a young opera singer named Christine who was supposed to sing the night the opera house opened, but mysteriously canceled and never actually performed there.

There were a lot of people there the day we went and so I will use some pictures from the internet so you can see it without all the tourists in the way. Besides which, all of these buildings look better in the sun, which did not show its face on our trip until the very last few hours of the last day we were there.

 Entryway


The Grand Staircase

Me!



 The auditorium
While we were on our tour they had this mostly closed off because of a practice going on.  But they let us peak through a small window to see a single ballerina dancing on the stage.

The Door to the Phantom’s Box


The Grand Foyer, where guests would gather for h’orderves at “intervals”.


Here’s a video of this amazing ceiling.


The lake underneath the opera
We didn’t get to see the lake on our tour because apparently you have to pay for a guided tour to see it.  We didn’t find that out until after the fact. 

View from the balcony

Ballet costumes from the Paris Ballet Company

A statue on the outside of the building

Phantom of the Opera has always been one of my favorite plays, but I’ve never read the book.  I started it as soon as we got home.  I’m hooked already.

Opening paragraph:
“The Opera ghost really existed.  He was not, as was long believed, a creature of the imagination of the artists, the superstition of the managers, or a product of the absurd and impressionable brains of the young ladies of the ballet, their mothers, the box-keepers, the cloak-room attendants or the concierge.  Yes, he existed in flesh and blood, although he assumed the complete appearance of a real phantom; that is to say, of a spectral shade.”


Stay tuned for our final day in Paris…..













No Parles vous Frances-Our Trip to France Part 3

The Eiffel Tower-Going UP
Saturday morning we braved the crowds to finally see the Eiffel Tower up close 
and personal.  Just like everything in France, it doesn’t look that big in pictures 
but when you get up to it, it’s HUGE!  Honestly I did not expect to like it as much 
as I did.  For a big metal structure it’s quite beautiful.  And even nonprofessional 
photographers can get amazing pictures of this thing.  You will probably get sick 
of all the pictures, Rock got sick of me taking all of them.  I would ask him a 
question and then see a good shot and stop to take it while he kept walking and 
talking…to himself.  But there were just so many great shots.  I’m sure the family 
photographer, Sam Hymas, could teach me a thing or two about quantity vs. 
quality.


Believe it or not, I think this was a light day for tourists because of all the 
bad weather.

We decided to skip the lines for the elevators and walk up the stairs. 330 
steps to the first upper level and then 370 more to the 2nd upper level!  
We earned our crepes that day!



Here’s the view from the first level of the Champs de Mars
Our view was cluttered by 
preparations for a big soccer tournament happening a few days later.  
 So here is an uncluttered view for you.


I love the buildings and square trees all over Paris.

A cool display showing all the different ways they have lit
up the Eiffel Tower.

Another view of the flooding Seine.  One of these boats was 
going to take us down the river on a romantic evening cruise.
Mother Nature had other plans.  
Panoramic view of the Seine




View from the North






We left the tower to go tour the Paris Opera House and then 
came back that evening to watch it light up.

Got this one on the way.
More flooding…





Even though there were signs that warned, “For your own 
safety, please do not buy from street vendors,” Rock
risked his life to buy me some roses.


Some beautiful wildlife in the park below.



For five minutes at the top of every hour the Eiffel Tower 
Sparkles!


Thank you for taking me to see the Eiffel Tower, Rock.






No Parles vous Frances-Our Trip to France part 2

France’s Megalomaniac, Louis XIV

On our way to Versailles on Friday, we stopped at another café for lunch.  
This time we got baguette sandwiches for the first time.  I have never 
understood the appeal of hard French bread sandwiches.  I like my bread soft.  
Well, now I understand.  When they are made on fresh, hot baguettes they 
are the most wonderful tasting sandwiches ever! Crispy on the outside, soft 
and chewy bread on the inside.  Perfection! 

King Louis XIV’s Palace at Versailles, also known as a Chateaux, is a giant of 
a building and grounds like nothing else we saw in France.  It was the biggest 
palace of its time.  Every other king was jealous, it was so big.  It was ridiculous, 
honestly.  The amount of wealthand power and land that it represented and 
took up was ludicrous.  I can’t think of a better word for it.  It was a supreme 
example of the worship of man, of money, of power. It was magnificent, yes, 
but I can understand to some degree why the French Revolution happened 
as it did.  It was not until two kings later that it occurred, but what Louis XIV
put into place all over the country and here in Versailles was so monstrous, so 
opulent a show of wealth and power compared to the regular citizens of France, 
no wonder they were angry.  I am not condoning the Reign of Terror and that 
violence in bringing about change, but it is somewhat understandable how it
 happened. Now onto the pictures!

Front view panorama



This map gives you an idea how big Versailles is with the gardens.  
The Chateaux  itself is over 721,000 sq. ft. It has 67 staircases! So even 
if we didn’t get to go see any other Chateaux in France, at least we got to see 
the biggest!


The gardens are two times the size of Central Park which is roughly 
843 acres.

Front Gate

Rock is there in the middle if you look close.

First Hallway off the entrance

How’s this for a front entryway? Click play



Here’s a video of the chapel Louis had built inside his palace.



 Here is the megalomaniac himself over one of many fireplaces 
taller than me and so big they used trees instead of small logs.


In some of the rooms, the transition between wall and ceiling is
 hard to tell because of the amazing 3D painting along the edges.

What appear to be marble statues are actually painting

Queens bedroom

And probably the most famous room from Versailles, the Hall of Mirrors

or all lit up


 The Gallery of Battles, a room full of paintings depicting French
battles in history.


 We even made it onto the wall thanks to Lafayette


And finally after 3 hours, we made it to the outside





The Latona Fountain, one of the thirty working fountains.  There were 
many more in Louis’ time.

Fun trees


The Grand Canal and the Apollo Fountain
This pond/pool is so big that a rowing team was practicing on it 
the day we were there.

Another view




Amidst all the formal gardens Louis did include meadows like 
this one.


 The Pink Palace!  This is Marie Antoinette’s palace separated 
from the main part by quite a long walk.  Apparently she just needed her 
own space.  Roll eyes.

It took us four hours to walk through the Chateaux and the little portion of 
the gardens that we saw.  Our feet were so tired after walking for four hours 
straight that we took a tram back to the chateaux.  Note to self.  Never take a 
tram on cobblestone roads. 


Dinner at the Cafe Petite Gendarmes


A chacuterie-meat plate.  Not a fan. 


After dinner we walked down the street to get a crepe.  Yes, 
another one. Caught this video on the way.  It gives you an idea of a 
Paris street at night.



This Creperie was more fancy than many we stopped at.  Sometimes 
the  best ones were from just a little portable cart on the road 
somewhere.





 And that ended our 2nd day in Paris.

No Parles vous Francais-Our Trip to France Part 1

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

We left a bright and cheery train station in London and arrived two hours later after a trip under the English Channel to a dark and stormy Paris.  As we got off the train to try and figure our way to the hotel we were met with French signs we couldn’t read and a welcoming party of shady looking men and women prowling around the station waiting to pick our pockets. I felt like I was in Oliver Twist; French Style.  We stopped to get some euros from an atm before using the bathrooms because in France, as in England you often have to pay to use them. But our bills were too big for the attendant to break and they wouldn’t let us in. Rock kept assuring me that most people in France speak English, but these ladies apparently didn’t get the memo.  How do you say, “I really have to pee!!” in French?  We tried our credit card and after several malfunctions it finally let us in. Yes, you read correctly.  I said “pay for bathrooms, attendant and credit card” all in a sentence about using a bathroom. 

After successfully navigating the bathrooms, a feat unto itself, our next hurdle was to get a taxi to the hotel.  Well, really it was to get past the mangy pick pockets lurking at every exit of the station. Standing out in the pouring rain in the middle of Paris at night Rock did his best to communicate with a non-English speaking driver.  Because we were using Uber, a taxi type service where you call for a ride and someone comes to where you are, the process was a little tricky.  But we eventually found the driver and he drove us careening through the dark side streets of Paris to our hotel. Just as in New York, it is always better to close my eyes while in a taxi.  
Though our first impression of France was a little on the scary side, the rest of our trip has not been, thankfully.  It’s been a wonderful and unique experience!  Even though floods and strikes have kept us on our toes, we have loved seeing Paris.  It is bigger than life.  We’ve actually seen more of it then we would have had our plans all worked out perfectly.  So, onto Paris, then.
Awe Inspiring
The next day we failed to set our alarm and for some crazy reason slept until 1:00 in the afternoon! Half of one precious day gone!  We got up and out as quickly as we could.  First stop: Notre Dame.
This building is SO immense.  You cannot possibly get an idea of its immensity from these pictures. But that is the way everything is in France.  BIG!  HUGE! On a scale you’ve never seen! In height it is really not that much taller than Westminster Abbey, which totally surprised me, but it is so much more imposing for some reason.  
Here is a video of the front up close.  It’s so big you can’t get it in a picture.

Here is the central doorway.  The detail is astounding.
We walked around the side and saw this beautiful door.  
While around the side, the bells started ringing, so I took this video so you could hear the amazing sound.  It just reverberates through your whole body.

There was a sign on the inside of the cathedral that said no pictures, but apparently nobody noticed the sign except me.  I did steal this one picture of the stained glass window, though.

Outside of stained glass window

Back Side of Cathedral


Next to the Seine side

Gargoyles!!
Wandering through Paris
After seeing Notre Dame we wandered for a while, heading towards the Champs-Elysees.  We found lots of good stuff on our way.
Quaint buildings and Cafe’s like this
Yummy food along the streets like this:

These are Chocolate Meringues.  Not my favorite treat in Paris, but fun to try.
Lunch at a cafe.

Be careful. When you order “Toasted Ham and Cheese”in France, it’s a bit inside out.
We made our way along the river watching it flood some more.
We eventually came to the Louvre.  It took an hour to walk around and past the outside.  It is so huge! I never imagined it would be the size of a small city.  My pictures will not do it justice, but since these are all I will get of the Louvre, they’ll have to do.
Here’s a video of the outside.  I learned (after I took this video) that it was originally the King’s palace in Paris before Louis XIV moved to Versaille.  Makes more sense.  I was incredulous that they would make this building just for art.  And while we are on the subject of art, can I just say, why does ALL French art have to involve naked women?”  Sheesh!
Rock posted this one on facebook to everyone’s confusion.
 
Here is the trick your eyes are playing.  The front of the Pyramid is covered (temporarily, it’s not usually like this) with this cool black and white picture of what is being covered up by the pyramid so it looks like the pyramid is not there almost.  Crazy, hah?
Wandering through the Tuileries Gardens at the Louvre.
Like I said….
My best attempt to capture a panoramic of the whole front side of the Louvre.
Look what snuck up on us!
Our Triumph of the Arc de Triumphe
As it got dark we walked down the Champs Elysees to see the Arc de Triumphe.  We stopped at a street vendor’s cart and bought what has become our very favorite treat here in Paris, Crepes!  They make crepes and fill them with yummy stuff like Nutella (my favorite) and then fold it up in a triangle, stick it in a bag and hand it to you. They are hot and yummy and warm you up on these cold wet days here in Paris.  We eat about 3 a day!!!  People often have either a baquette or a crepe in their hands as they walk around Paris. 
We finished the day at this amazing arch.  It too is so much bigger in real life than my pictures show.  It was a loooong walk from Notre Dame to the Arc, but it was well worth it.

We climbed to the top! It was a lot of stairs after a long day of walking.
 Triumph!  
Perfect way to end our first day in Paris.  
Stay tuned for part 2

The Other Side of the Pond-Our Trip to England Part 4

Black Caps and Parliament Chaps

On our last day in England we toured Parliament which meets in the Westminster Palace where Big Ben is.  This building:

This is the Westminster Hall, one of only two rooms they allowed us to take pictures in.  A LOT of history happened in this room.  It is also the oldest part of the palace.

For example…

Thomas More was the main character in “The Man for All Seasons” 
William Wallace of Braveheart fame was also convicted in this hall.
The beginnings of British government happened here.  Many early kings were crowned here and ruled here. 

This room was the first place parliament ever met.
I didn’t take these, but here is what the modern day parliament rooms look like.
The Court of Lords
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The Queen always comes in and sits in that gold throne to give a fancy speech at the start of a new session of parliament.
House of Commons
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The English have some pretty fun traditions that they still follow.  When a long ago king tried to arrest some members of parliament, they slammed the door in his face.  So now they go through the same motions of that event.  An envoy from the king walks down the halls and up to the doors of parliament and they slam the door in his face!  He has to use a fancy stick to knock on the door before they will let him in.  We found out that they are just about to vote on whether to leave the EU in a few weeks.  Big stuff happening in England!
After our Parliament tour we went over to Buckingham Place to watch the changing of the guard. 
Buckingham Palace when it’s not crowded with tons of people.
Buckingham Palace is the official home of Queen Elizabeth of England, though she only lives there part of the year.  A Queen and her palace need guards and so every day at 11:30 the old guard switches over to the new guard.  It’s all very official and steeped in tradition.  The guards wear big fluffy black hats and bright red coats and march in time to music. Here is a video of the new guard marching into the gates.  There were too many people for us to get close, but this is pretty fun to watch.

Here are some other pictures of the grounds around the Palace.
Harry and Holmes
On our way out of London we stopped by Baker St. 221B to see where Sherlock Holmes “lived”.
Tiles on the wall of the subway under Baker Street.
We left London the way every good Hogwarts student does; at Kings Cross Station on Platform 9 3/4.
I so wanted to pose for a picture at this spot so bad.  But, the line was too long and we would have missed our real train if I had.  
And thus we bid England farewell.  Now that I have France to compare it too, I can see now that the two are very different.  The English are more reserved, more proper.  Things are orderly, official, traditional.  I felt very comfortable there.  Like I was visiting my cousins far away.  Everything was in English even if it was called something a little different.  “Way Out” instead of Exit or Loo instead of bathroom.  Not too different from the way we do things in America.  France, as you will soon see, is very different and quite a bit more intimidating.
Before we move on to our trip to France, though, I have to share some of the beautiful and distinctly English buildings we saw throughout London.  They range from imposing ones to quite quaint ones. I took these at random whenever I saw something that said, “English!”  

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Now off to France!

Chambord Under Water

Here is an updated photo of that beautiful Chateaux de Chambord I showed you in the last post.  This was taken yesterday and put on a French news site.

An aerial photo shows floodwaters around the 16-century chateau of Chambord on June 2 after the Cosson burst its banks.
Definitely won’t be going there.  
We also just got word that they are closing the Louvre until the day after we leave.  We were planning to go today.  I’m going straight to the Eiffel Tower before they tell me I can’t go there either.
😦

Paris is Flooding!

We interrupt our regularly scheduled programming for this important news announcement:

We picked the WRONG week to come to Paris.  

Last week, thirty people were struck by lightning.  This week there has been a metro strike that has closed down a third of the subways going into the city.  And now Paris is flooding!  The river Seine floods occasionally, but this year, THIS week, the one week out of 52 this year that we could have come to Paris, it is flooding worse than in 60 years.  It is now closing subways and trains. Our dinner boat ride down the Seine was canceled and it closed the Louvre today. Now it has closed the roads we were going to use to go see all the Chateaux’, including THIS most famous Chateaux de Chambord.

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Take a good look cause this is all you’re gonna see.  It’s all I’M gonna see. Sigh.
Water is not yet over the roadways of Paris so we are not floating away just yet, but we are having to re-route and re-plan our trip.  Rock and I are getting to be pros at this, however.  We had to re-route and re-plan our honeymoon when a hurricane and volcano consorted against us on our trip to Puerto Rico.
Here are some of the pictures we’ve gotten of the flooding in Paris.

This is the Pont Mirabeau Bridge in Paris.  It usually looks like this:

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Today it looked like this:

Below is a video of another bridge in Paris near the Hotel de Ville, the seat of Paris city government. It shows the sidewalks beside the Seine flooded pretty well and gives you a good look at the city too. Please excuse my horrible mispronunciation of the River Seine.  We hadn’t heard it pronounced right at this point.  It is pronounced Sen.  

On our train ride home from Versailles today, the water was almost up to the train tracks and right outside the window.

They stopped our train several times and then went very slowly the last 5 minutes of the ride because there was water on the tracks.  Ironically enough, the Eiffel tower is in the background.

This view of the walkway next to our train shows the water leaking through the wall onto the pavement.  The river is just on the other side of that wall and above our heads.

This is a video of actual leaking.

This view shows the river on the left, way higher than normal and our train down below on the right.  They closed this subway/train right after we got off.

When we got down to the underground part of the subway right near here to get back to our hotel, you could hear the water leaking from the roof!  It sounded like it was raining in the subway!!!
Crazy times, folks!  They say the water level was supposed to peak today, so things shouldn’t get too much worse.  I’m crossing my fingers the Louvre is not closed tomorrow too!  Ironically enough, it hasn’t really rained much since we got here.  And we’ve been able to see and do plenty.  Still having a fabulous time!!!  
We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming. 

The Other Side of the Pond-Part 3

After the Eye of London we wandered over to Trafalgar Square.  This square and its monuments were in honor of Lord Nelson who died at the Battle of Trafalgar (pronounced Trufulga in England.)  🙂 Love the English accent.  We saw this add for getting Londoners to visit Las Vegas on a bus yesterday.

..so true, so true.

Good luck trying to explain that to your nephews, Al.
😉

Back to Trafalgar Square…
 Cool Lions
Cool English Scene
This is the entry to the Mall that leads to Buckingham Palace
The Mall

The Ugly Duckling Meets the Queen
The green around Buckingham Palace that you saw in my last post is St. James Park, pronounced “Snt” James 🙂 . This was my favorite park I think.  Someday maybe I’ll get to go back and explore it better.

Another very different kind of duck

When who should come along but the Ugly Duckling and his parents.

Buckingham Palace
The last place we stopped on Tuesday was Picadilly Circus which is kind of like the London version of Times Square.

Stay tuned for our last day in England; Parliament, Buckingham palace, and Platform 9 3/4!