We flew into CDG and took the train to Brussels. My grandson wanted to see Mini-Europe along with other places of his heritage.The above are models of famous buildings on the continent. Then it was back to CDG and to South Africa.
The best adventures are those that contain surprises. There are wonders to be discovered by getting lost in the Highlands of Scotland or on the back roads of New England. There may just be a chance to meet a special character who changes your life. In ancient times these were sometimes known as angels.
This blog is about the adventure of traveling and especially the interesting people that you meet. We will share stories about people and places we have encountered from around the United States, Ireland, Scotland, England, Italy, Austria, Switzerland, Germany, France, Canada, Spain, Mexico, The Vatican, The Netherlands, Belgium, Zambia, Botswana, Zimbabwe, South Africa, Liechtenstein, Portugal, Czech Republic, Hungary, Slovakia, and more. This is not a travelogue -- we leave that to Rick Steves -- this is a collection of fragments in the journey of life.
We flew into CDG and took the train to Brussels. My grandson wanted to see Mini-Europe along with other places of his heritage.The above are models of famous buildings on the continent. Then it was back to CDG and to South Africa.
Dingle is a town on the Atlantic side of Ireland.It was pretty much made famous by Rick Steves who did a story on it.It is a lovely town, and we must admit to staying in Steves' recommendation.The BNB was owned by the local chief of police and his wife.The police chief (retired) did van tours of the area which were very good.We came into Dingle by way of the Conner Pass from Castlegregory.Rough Point is a park that juts out into the bay - nice stop.We left for the north by way of Tralee
(Little known fact: Conner Pass Road is narrow and a little scary. If you forget to give the key back at the BNB in Castlegregory you will drive it 3 times.)
All the slides and photos were small and did not prepare me for walking into the Prada in Madrid and there it was. 30 feet across. People in my group had trouble pulling me away. Unforgetable.
The cemetery in Paris is a populat local visit as are the cemeteries in Normandy.There are beautifully kept ones on the hill leading to Nelson's Column in Edinburgh. None, however, is as striking as the Jewish Cemetery in Prague.You enter and see all of names of those who died by the hand of the Nazis. And you, if a man, are given a yarmulke for your head. You then make a circle around the gravestones. You see no flowers only small stones on the graves as stones are forever, and flowers die.
The Ghetto (the word means foundry) in Venice is somethingyou will wish to visit. There is a synagogue there as well and the high rise housing needed as the Jews were all in there.
Famous for the Golden Doors (real ones are in the Duomo Museum)venture into the Baptismal. The overhead artwork is impressive. If possible go up the stairs to the balcony and see the art close up.Tight stairway but worth the climb.
(Looking down from balcony.)
They love him there for it was he that said:
"Mr Gorbachev tear down this wall."
...and he did.
We have been to Austria twice and have found
Innsbruck to be a charming and welcoming city. It is clean and tourist friendly.
It was home to the Winter Olympics and like the others, they have figured out
hospitality.
The photo here is of the city center pedestrian
plaza.
Prague is
historic and modern at the same time. You would want to spend several days
first in the center city than hop a tram for other places like the castle and
the Jewish Cemetery. It has wonderful galleries including one of modern art. Have
a bowl of their soup while there.
Picture above
is one end of the Charles Bridge - walk it and see the statues.
When traveling we do not do a
great deal of shopping. We will visit a street fair and come back empty handed
(although if I find an old beer can opener I will buy it.) Today as I was
getting dressed, I pondered what I do bring back from traveling.
The shirt I have on was purchased
in Munich because I ran out during our month in Europe. I stuck my wallet in my
pants. The wallet was purchased in Seville to replace on old one purchased in
Ireland. On my left hand I have a ring purchased in Florence as I have lost
weight and I needed a ring to keep on my wedding which kept falling off. Over
breakfast I will use a glass locally made in Madrid. Don't ask me why.
As I walked around I see a
picnic knife from France (Paris) and some pain pills from Slovakia. I ran out
of ink in Edinburgh so there is a pen next to another one I bought at Harrod's
in London. Then there is the bottle openner with the face of the Pope I picked up in the Vatican.
There is more. I guess I do go
shopping.