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!

The Other Side of the Pond-Our Trip to England Part 2

Hundreds of Funerals and Another Wedding

I woke up the next day (Tuesday) after sleeping a glorious 10.5 hours!  I can’t remember the last time that happened.  We headed out to a downpour and lots of cold wind.  Not ideal weather conditions, but it’s hard to be mad at a country with these iconic emblems;

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What I love is that these are still all over town even though nobody uses them anymore.  “Pay phone? What’s a payphone, mom?”
Our Double Decker Bus Ride!  Hyde Park in the background
First big stop of the day was Westminster Abbey. 

Woah.  Who knew you could fit so many famous dead people in one building!  This place is the Who’s Who of English history.  A majority of the kings and queens of England and many of their relatives and descendants, Sir Isaac Newton, George Fredric Handel, William Wilberforce, Charles Darwin, Charles Dickens, Robert Browning, Alfred Lloyd Tennyson and Rudyard Kipling are just some of the people buried there!  And if you were famous, and the English liked you enough but you weren’t buried there, you got a plaque with your name on it as well.  Think C.S. Lewis.  AND, most of the monarchs in England were crowned here too. The coronation chair is pretty amazing.  It’s been used since 1066!!!
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Here’s the current Queen Elizabeth on her coronation day in the chair.
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To show you some pictures of the inside we will have to look at the most recent royal wedding that happened there!
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Just a stone’s throw away from the Abbey is Westminster Palace, home of Parliament and another iconic figure.
Big Ben!

The Eye of London, Not Your Grandmother’s Ferris Wheel

It took Rock months to convince me to go on the Eye of London, a giant ride into the sky over the Thames River that allows you to see all of London.  I am not a fan of ferris wheels if you’ll remember from our trip to Disneyland.  I hate the swinging.  HATE it.  But he finally convinced me that this one was not going to swing.  And I’m so glad he did.  Not only did it not swing, but it gave us a wonderful awe inspiring view of London we could not have gotten otherwise. It goes so slow it takes half an hour to get around.  It was a nice break from the wind and the cold too.

Westminster Abbey is the two white towers to the right of Big Ben

Buckingham Palace back in the trees
Stay tuned for the rest of Tuesday-Part 3

The Other Side of the Pond-Our trip to England Part 1

In Which I am Reminded How Much I Hate Terrorists.  

We left Sunday morning on our thirteen hour trip to England.  To make getting around Europe easier on ourselves with all the subway rides to and from the airports we decided to only do carry on luggage.  No checked bags.  This meant that if I followed the rules instituted after 9/11 I could not take my favorite soap which is exactly 1.2 oz. over the approved limit for carry on luggage.  Late Saturday night I squeezed some of my favorite soap into a baggy knowing what a mess it would be to handle in the shower but refusing to be totally thwarted by terrorists,  However, ALL that plastic bag work and worry was pointless because Boise Airport Security, such as it is, hardly glanced at my perfectly packed quart size ziplocked bags of liquids and I probably could have taken my stupid bottle of soap anyway.  No one would have arrested me for trying to blow up a plane. Such is life. The upside is that Boise Airport Security, such as it is, only takes about 10 minutes.  So I will not complain too much about my soap when there are security lines like this in the world….
... security barriers at London's Heathrow airport (left) as security
When we checked in online the day before our flight we found that we had a relatively empty plane and could change our seats to get an empty seat in between us.  Unfortunately they don’t list where the bathrooms are on those nifty little maps at check in and changing our seats put us right next to the bathroom.  😦  There was a constant stream of people next to our seats the entire flight.  People going in, door closing click, and out, loud flush, click, door opening-bright light in your face, click, flush, bright light, click, flush etc.  We both tried to sleep, but it’s really hard when you have all the occupants of the plane as company. And some of those people went to the bathroom over and over and over!! I know it’s a long flight, Joe, (we knew some of them by name) but do you really have to pee every hour?

The other thing they do not show on their nifty online plane maps is where the babies on the plane will be.  I think that should become a standard bit of information for all travelers.  I think United Airlines should hire some super smart computer guys to make their maps do that.  Maybe I could get Rock to do it in his spare time.  Anyway, we also ended up sitting right next to an adorable little family with children.  Well, their baby was adorable until she started to cry just as I finally fell asleep-twice.  Needless to say, we hardly slept on the flight over, but the good news is we have made lots of new friends!  Joe, you can use our bathroom any time you are in Boise!

Thirteen hours is a loooong time.  My brain was more sore than my body by the time we were done. It is worth noting here that we actually flew over both the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans in one flight! That’s what happens when you fly from San Francisco, an airport right next to the ocean, to London.   But we arrived in London alive if not really awake.  Here’s a picture of the massive plane we were on:


It had two stories!!
And here are a few pictures that told me I was not in Kansas anymore- all before leaving the airport!
First, pregnant lady bathrooms. Our first stop after that long of a trip was the bathroom.  Watching every single person on the plane use the bathroom made me a little leary of using it much myself, so I’d been saving up and needed to go!  
THIS is the sign in England for the women’s restroom.  I almost didn’t go in because I’m not pregnant and since this is obviously a sign for a pregnant lady bathroom I didn’t think they would let me.

Next, we got to use the Queen of England’s very own personal terminal!!
I felt honored.

In England they have Negative floors!  Who knew!!!
We rode the tube/subway to our hotel and took a quick nap to get us through till bedtime London time.  We woke up and just like that it was Monday.
In Which We Are Reminded That Wellington Was a Stud

Our first day in London was Memorial Day.  Appropriately enough, one of our first stops was this war monument honoring the pilots who died in WWII.  

This wall explains the statue
Turns out we would see a LOT of monuments honoring dead war heroes. Wellington especially.  He was everywhere!  The English totally loved this guy.  Here are just a few:
The Wellington Arch 
This statue of the Greek stud, Achilles, in honor of Wellington

And, at his burial place at St. Paul’s Cathedral, there is a huge monument to Wellington.  Unfortunately, they wouldn’t let us take pictures inside St. Paul’s.  
Before we got to St. Paul’s we walked through beautiful Hyde Park
The Hyde Park Rose Garden

These roses were a totally different kind of fragrant than our roses in the States.  Beautiful!
Found this unusual guy waddling around the park.  He was only one of many very different kinds of birds in the UK.

We also saw these amazing trees!
 Inside the above tree

Three Funerals and a Wedding; St. Paul’s Cathedral

St. Paul’s Cathedral is a beautiful Catholic Church in London where funerals were held for three important British leaders.  Our good friend, the Duke of Wellington, Lord Nelson, also a famous leader from the Napoleonic wars, and Winston Churchill.  It is also where Prince Charles and Princess Diana were married.  And just because I was always fascinated by Princess Diana, let’s pause now to show a picture of their fairy tale wedding at St. Pauls.  
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And….one more from inside….
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And now on to the pictures we actually took.
First glimpse of the cathedral
While inside the cathedral,  we listened to a beautiful madrigal choir sing.  
In Which a Shrew is Tamed and London Bridge Lets me Down
From St. Paul’s we walked over the very cool Millenium Bridge…
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to the Globe Theater, where Shakespeare’s plays were once, and are now again performed.  

We watched a fantastic and funny Taming of the Shrew.  They made Kate and Petruchio about as awful as could be.  Crude, crass and perfect for each other.  I was so tired by then, having been awake for well over 24 hours that I am embarrassed to say I slept through a few scenes near the end.  But Rock, the resident Shakespearean was able to stay awake and enjoy the whole thing. I felt much like I did the day we got into conference in the tabernacle after “sleeping” on the sidewalk all night in line. I was so tired I slept through half of conference!
The last thing we did that day was to walk out on London Bridge.  Can I just say this was a let down of large proportions.  This was the most exciting thing I could find to take a picture of because the modern day bridge itself is exceptionally boring as bridges go.
  
This is what the bridge USED to look like, back when it was an exciting bridge to look at.  Well sort of exciting anyway.
Fortunately, the Tower Bridge did not let me down.  My picture will not do it justice, so here is a better one:
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After London Bridge let us down, we took our weary selves back to the hotel for a good night’s sleep.  We had a fabulous day full of grand sights but it was wonderful to finally close our eyes.
Stay tuned for Day 2 of our trip…
  

Hansel and Gretel

Liberty’s spring dance recital was a performance of Hansel and Gretel.  Here is the video of her dance with a little intro to her part.

And here’s the bow.

Our twinkle toes loved dance this year.  She made several friends too!
Always dancing…even on the sidewalk. (this is a life size tracing of herself)

April Adventures

In April I went to my annual homeschool mom’s retreat up in the mountains. It was beautiful and relaxing.  We enjoyed the cabin scenery,

The Hot Springs,
And the zip line!
Before I left, Liberty asked me what Mommy’s do at a retreat. THIS is what Mommy’s do at a retreat! 
I taught a class at the retreat about how to read a classic.  I prepped for a month, put all my visual aids and all my notes in a bag by the door and then drove all the way to Idaho City before I realized I’d left the bag by the door.  Luckily another mom came up late and I was still able to teach the class I’d worked so hard to prepare for!  Definitely among the ditzier things I’ve done.
Cade’s adventures last month included creating a Rube Goldberg machine for school and preparing for his spring piano recital.  Both were awesome!  
First, Rube Goldberg:
Now, the recital:
The video got cut off at the beginning, so you’ll have to imagine how it starts.
With two kids in sports this spring, practices and games makes every night an adventure.  
Cade is doing baseball again.
And Levi is doing soccer.
And as a parting gift, the Pouting Pink Pig.
  

Scar Face Forever

Happily you have not heard from or about Scar Face in a long while, for which I am very grateful. I think his last exploit was shooting himself with an epi pen.  But Levi is determined to never live that name down and he has had a new batch of run ins with sharp objects and hard things.

Over the past few months he has added two new scars to his forehead which brings the total up to four, I believe.  Nothing too major, just scratches bad enough to leave their mark once the scab went away. Then a few weeks ago, after finally finishing my wing back chairs, I left a bag of upholstery supplies sitting on the stairs to take up later.  I forgot that I had left several of these nails in the bag.


They are a little over an inch in length

Levi’s body has a way of finding any and all sharp things that should not come in contact with one’s body and he stepped on the bag and……the nails.  Three nice puncture wounds in the foot.  Sigh.  I did feel horrible for being the cause of that one, but honestly, I think his foot would have found them even if I’d put them up high.

Then a few weeks later while at a birthday party he ran smack into their closed sliding glass door.  I thought that kind of thing only happened on tv.  But no.  Levi head + hard thing = contact.  I told the lady she could feel good about her cleaning job at least.  It was so clean he thought it wasn’t even there!  And just in case you are wondering, we have had his eye sight checked.

And last week he came in the house whimpering after running smack into a large garbage can on his bike with… you guessed it, his forehead.

We only have eight years to cure him of this before he gets behind the wheel of a car.  I don’t think that will be enough time.