Dunkirk is our last night on this leg of our Europe trip. Tomorrow morning we are on the Eurotunnel back to England.
After Chartres we spent a night in Paris with a friend of Js which was excellent. We had plenty of time so took a leisurely drive in to Paris and lunched on the way at Fontainebleau chateau. We devised a plan to park the car out of Paris near a station to avoid the Paris low emissi Read on...
Now that Im better rested my spelling and ability to make coherent sentences is higher so Ill try this again! We did another 10K of walking yesterday so my tiredness is definitely earned!
Yesterday the weather report indicated that we had the lowest chance of rain of all the days we are here so we decided to make it our HoHo (Hop on/Hop off) bus tour day so we could sit in the open air section of Read on...
We were up and on our way before 6:30am. We werent expecting a bar to be open very soon, but the Albergue Valin Lama surprised us. I think it was because it was also a panaderia or bakery. Anyways, we took advantage of it and stopped for breakfast. We left Palas de Rei at almost 7am, and entered the outskirts of San Xulian by 7:30. Next, we passed through A Grana and entered Casanova at almost 8am Read on...
Tim tells me today is probably the biggest day of our trip, so its 7.30am and Im getting the jump on this blog. Last night I was still going when everyone else was asleep. I enjoy the peace but it does take some joy out of it.
It reminds me of a motorbike trip I did with a club, who shall remain nameless , but not any rebel outfit. We rode Vespas. One member, a friend who writes for a living, did Read on...
While Karen and I packed the coolers and cleaned up after breakfast, the guys went for a quick fish in the river. On the of Miss Elaine, We were heading up the Au Sable River to Lake Placid.
The Ausable River, also known as AuSable River and originally written as Au Sable, runs in the U.S. state of New York, from the Adirondack Mountains and past the village of Lake Placid and Au Sable Forks to e Read on...
The 1975 Los Angeles Geographical Society trip was a memorable month long exploration of Russia and the Balkans, beginning in Finland. Leaving LAX on United to Seattle in the morning, we traveled by a Pan American connection to London Heathrow. There we connected with a British Airways flight to Helsinki. (Im tall and the BA Trident had a very narrow seat pitch!) It was a very full day of flying.
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This morning, December 7th 2021, I received an email informing me that Sister Monica Daly had died. She was 95. She had been a resident of the Mount Carmel Nursing Home, Roscrea, Tipperary, Ireland, for 8 years. Here is an extract from the email:
Sadly, Sr Monica passed away peacefully yesterday surrounded by the staff, other sisters from the order and our Chaplain. Her condition had declined sig Read on...
I have not traveled to India since 1971. On that trip I remember seeing several programs of Indian dance. On Thursday, the Sattriya Dance Company of Philadelphia appeared with the Dancing Monks of Assam from India in a program sponsored by the Library of Congress. The program was presented at the Coolidge Auditorium under the auspices of the performance series Homegrown: The Music of America Conce Read on...
A long drive today, longest of the trip and Bob really had to psych himself up as still not 100% right after the iffy food of Monday. Not helped by knowing this was not going to be an easy drive. Circumventing Taragonna but worse, Barcelona, can never be an easy drive and it wasnt. The countryside and views especially on the first half of the drive are good with high peaks to the left, west and gl Read on...
The title is not actually true, I just wanted to appear literary by quoting Shakespeare. Its quite the opposite really, weve found it all but rotten and have really enjoyed our short stopover here. The apartment is in a great spot (perhaps not vertically) and weve really enjoyed being in the heart of such a walkable and relaxed city.
Yesterdays adventures were guided by Geoff (under some suspicio Read on...