Sunday, June 12, 2011

Post Trip Notes



A friend who arranged his schedule
to spend some time with us in London.
 
A friend who is the most generous host.
How else, would we be in St. Tropez.

What a great idea, unload all those
strange coins at the airport and it
goes to Rotary International.
 A friend who has followed my blog (I am flattered) recently sent me a quote which I love.


     To travel is to live,  by Hans Christian Andersen

After two days, the ship departed 6:p.m. from St. Petersburg.
People were lined up all along the bank, picnic style, waving
their arms and flags, honking the car horn.  I wonder if this is
a pastime because there are so many cruise ships that go
into St. Petersburg.  It seemed sort of sad, I didn't understand it.
  In no special order, I want to highlight some of the things that surprised , awed, educated , inspired and delighted me.  

The bicycle culture is indeed fascinating, a way of life
for the people of Copenhagen.
  
Something very charming about the old fashioned
perambulator used in England and Denmark.
 

The subway is a way of life for London
and it works so well.  I am amazed where
you can go in a short time.
  



Every town and city has a market.  The colors
and presentation are a work of art.
 
  
Surprised to know that the medieval city
of Colmar France has preserved their past and
is such a beautiful, bucolic place, full of young families.
Also, the home of the sculptor of the Statue of Liberty. 
 


Enthralled with landscapes in every place
we visited.  Linden trees and tulips in St Petersburg, Russia.
  

Trafalgar Square was constructed in the
1830's and is a main focus for political demonstrations.
Every December, Norway donates a marvelous Christmas
tree, to thank Britain for liberation from the Nazis. 

 
So many nice people to know.  This couple are sheep growers
from Australia and are taking their second Baltic cruise. They would only
say that they have traveled all their life.  We met people that could give you the
numbers, such as their 45th cruise.  Very few people we met were on their first
cruise.  I told them only that, we are practitioner's of delayed gratification.

Every country we visited had monuments
and statues to the men and women who
gave their lives in World War 11

I did not expect the luxury of Seabourn.
All this on a ship!



The architecture of London doesn't change
but something is always under restoration.

An exotic touch, the onion domes of
the Russian Orthodox Church are
magnificent

Anne, a hard working Belgium girl, living
in St. Tropez, makes everything fun.  She is
so talented and delightful to be with.
Realizing the differences in our cultures.


It is impossible to put all impressions into words and photos but at the risk of boring you, I will add a few comments.
Arriving home, it is interesting to know that everything that you have needed for four weeks has been in one piece of luggage (carry-on's don't count).
I realized that I knew little or nothing about the Baltic countries and was fascinated with their history, their people and culture.  I can only say, 'These are tough, good looking, and hard working people'.  Good genes to come from.  They have made the most in Winter sports with their very harsh Winters.  These small countries have been invaded so many times that all occupiers have left their mark.   I can understand why they are so proud of their nationalism and culture.  I would love to be there for Tallin's 'Old Town Days' celebrating their long history (what a turbulent history).
I will never forget the 'white nights' when the sunset blends into the sunrise. On the ship at sea, it was more a lavender mist, too beautiful to describe.  
My surprise to see a painting in Colmar's Musee Unterlinden, A La Wolmsa, that looks just like a watercolor of Trail Ridge Road that we have, painted by a local.
No one likes graffiti and it was almost non-existent in the Baltic.  I saw one in England, "early to bed, early to rise, makes a man sneaky and full of lies'.  I had to laugh at the different take.
I observed that there were very few bicycles in St Petersburg and absolutely never saw anyone walking a dog,  Along the Kiel Canal, every person that was not running or on a bicycle was walking a dog.
I will always have the image of those beautiful, stylish Danish women riding their bicycles.  I can't imagine riding with a skirt, high heels and even something in your hand (usually a cell phone).  Fascinating!
St. Tropez is all beauty and wealth.  It is conspicuous consumption at it's best.  I suppose it is all relative.
Copenhagen surprised me, both enervating and seductive.  I couldn't live their Winters.  The taxi driver told me that they are people who live with four hours of sunlight much of the year and many people are depressed.  I didn't have that impression.  He also mentioned that they are not open people who make eye contact and say hello but they are kind - they just allow people their space.  These people would be in shock if they traveled to Texas.
Colmar, France is the place to go if you want to study French.  It is an idyllic small town life and no American tourism.  They are a mixture of French and German people ( the Colmar blog explains the German influence).  It is a short train ride (a day trip) to many places of interest.
Americans go to other areas of France and don't know about Colmar which fell under 'accident of Geography' for this trip.
And what a universe it is!!  Modern astronomy tells us that we live on a tiny hunk of rock and metal third from the sun, which is one of about a hundred billion other galaxies that make up the universe (according to some current views).  It is a big world! I am a lucky traveler.  I get a thrill of experiencing new places, people and culture.  I feel fortunate that a travel revolution has taken place in my lifetime and made it possible for the average person to travel.  We arrived home safely, without illness, without incident (we were warned everywhere about pick-pockets) and we had a great trip!

Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Long Trip Home


Home Sweet home with Lupine blooming already.
Bucolic magic
 
Here we are with Captain Ferguson and his Air Canada crew taking the shuttle
to Heathrow.

Heathrow is enormous but the construction continues
 
Not displayed but stacked in a row
We were fortunate to get a ride with Dick and his crew on the Air Canada shuttle to Heathrow, VIP treatment.  Lucky for us as we have baggage that is not too easy on the tube. Air Canada occupies 190 rooms daily at Danubius Hotel.  They have an Air Canada concierge. Heathrow can be quite daunting to say the least but with Continental and United now merged, there was a lack of information.
Our tickets said Continental so at our drop off, we took the train to terminal 4 where Continental is located.
I got the e-tickets, no problem , but after an hour we were concerned that Continental had not opened their counter.  After some investigating I saw a row of signs- not displayed but stacked together.  One of the signs said that certain cities (including ours) would  depart out of the United Terminal 1.  The train was down and not operating for 15 minutes but thanks to our 'ride' with Air Canada, we arrived early and had time. Chicago airport where we connected was pure bedlam.  There were lines and lines of people waiting to rebook their canceled flight.  This was the first time in 20 or 30 years that Continental has flown Chicago and there was mass confusion.  Our flight was an hour late and we had one bag missing at the end.  By the way, I was not impressed with the United flight versus the Continental flight that we left on, I missed the big screen TV and unlimited movies.  We were fortunate to have our ride waiting, Jill, and a place to overnight with Jill and Scott as it was midnight by the time we got to their house.  Much easier to drive up the mountain tomorrow.
The world is a crowded place, the check in lines are longer, the planes are bigger, the tourist and business travel numbers larger.  It does require traveling with animo!!! It has been a great trip.


Berthoud pass looks different than 4 weeks ago.
The lake is still filling
I will post the missing blogs, St. Petersburg and Helsinki as well as a post trip comment .

Nothing Like Your Personal Guide


The New Inn, a great ambiance, good food and
better yet, good company
 


Beautiful old trees along the canal


  
Protesters camp
 

The protesters of peace have set up camp across from Parliament
  

Parliament
 


Crossing Abbey Road
 

Mansions on the canal are owned by countries
for their ambassadors



A cemetery dating to the early 1880's was placed here far from
any residential area and now in the middle of a busy St John's Road area has been
converted to a beautiful park.
  
Nothing compares to the beauty of the English gardens

I would like to recreate the color of
this garden
  We took the tube to St. John's Wood and arrived early to meet Dick, and some things seem to be almost of a sacred nature (like being lost or being early or late) only to discover this beautiful park and cemetery of the early 1800's across from the giant Danubius Hotel Regents Park.  The traffic is so busy (take your life in your hands) on this corner and yet you can have a stroll through this uncrowded corner and sit down in a pew of The First Church of England next door for a few quiet moments (chances are you will be alone).  We met Dick as he arrived from his flight and had a drink together before he took a short rest.  This is not one of the small world phenomenon happenings as Dick arranged this flight when he knew we were going to spend a couple of days in London on our return. We said hello and Dick went off for a short rest and we went to the Churchill Rooms. Three hours was fascinating but you can't do it all in one trip.  The tube is a way of life here and it is a wonderful mode of transportation that we caught on to fast.  Later back at Danubius Hotel we take off walking with our personal guide who has spent untold amount of time in London as he has flown maybe thousands of times here.  We walked past Paul McCartney's house which was walled in, gated and no number.  Of course we walked across the famous pedestrian walkway, Abbey Road.  We did not look like the Beatles.  The traffic must have stopped for them.  Dick showed us Regent Park Canal which you would never find as a tourist.  It is an incredibly beautiful walk that Dick takes when he is in London.  Could you find a more crowded destination than Venice in the Summer, but here it is.  How remarkably easy to escape the congestion of this crowded place with loud traffic and sirens.  The trees along the canal are magnificent, the mansions beyond description.  Dick took us to one of his favorite neighborhood restaurants, exactly our kind of place.  It has rained intermittently during the day and we have been on the streets for eleven hours.  Dick flew from Vancouver and flies out again in the morning, so we will call it an early evening.
 


  

A barge going down Regent Park canal,
What a way to travel.


The Perfect Ending


All the Queen's horses being moved  or exercised
 

Colorful Farmers Market
 

Hampstead is a beautiful neighborhood with
 interesting place to stop in, charming
old houses and interesting architecture.


For our last two nights before flying out of Heathrow, we stayed in a lovely area, Hampstead.  We tried to stay in St. John's Wood where we planned to meet up with Dick Ferguson, a pilot for Air Canada, who is a friend and neighbor in Mexico.  St. John's Wood was full because of a big cricket match and Hampstead places us one stop away on the tube.  We thoroughly enjoyed walking this neighborhood with baby buggies, bicycles, children in school uniforms, little ladies with their grocery baskets going to the market, cute pubs and coffe shops.  Even with a few new buildings, this place has not lost it's blessed landscape with beautiful trees and flowers, it has not turned into a concrete sprawl and unchecked suburbanization.  There seems to be a reverence for heritage in England and there is still plenty of enchantment to offer.  We enjoyed exploring this area and was a great change of pace.  We are a short tube ride from the Churchill Rooms that we plan to vist along with spending time with Dick.  We stayed in a small business hotel that connected to the backyards of muti-family homes and realized this was not a tourist area - even better. I am going to divide this post and the last day and not make it too lenghty.

The Grand Finale


We stop for a photo of a monument to
the French people of this area that
gave their life in the Resistance.
End of a hard week of fun

Les Graniers Beach in the background
 As we near the end of a wonderful time in St. Tropez, we think how does it get any better.  As you can see by now, it is all about lunch.  We said our good byes at Sunday lunch at Le Club 55 and enjoyed their great paella.  We were invited on board  the Silver Dream for cocktails by Dick's friends, Sharon and Jack from New Zealand. A fantastic experience for us, truly the grand finale.  Jim Fleig took us to the most delightful place for Monday lunch at Le Plage, where you sit near the water with your feet in the sand. The small beach lies in a sheltered place with panorama view and offers peace and quiet. It is a darling place with delicious food and is frequented by locals.  It was a little adventure walking to and from, a great idea! Walking through the cemetery was fascinating and the view incredible.  The massive amounts of ceramic flowers and wreaths were unbelievably beautiful.  After a lot of walking and great lunch, everyone was very happy to stay home Monday night with a movie and pasta with a wonderful sauce Anne made from the leftover crudites.  Tomorrow all roads lead home.
Walking to and from lunch worked off the calories and was interesting and fun.
 
We walked back to the village through the Sailor's cemetery.
It is an incredible place, very ornate and built up overlooking the sea.
We don't know why it is called 'Sailor's cemetery' as it is a mixture of
French and Italian and dates back to 1800's.
 

Richard and Mike take off from Les Graniers beach for their villa.
Like so many people that we meet here, they have
been coming to St. Tropez for years.
  
It was an interesting walk to Les Graniers for lunch at Le Plage

It was a fun lunch at Le Plage with Jim Fleig and his friends from England, Mike and Richard

Sunday at Le Club 55, saying goodbye
 
With our host, Jack, on The Silver Dream
 
Silver Dream owners, Sharon and Jack, are friends of Dick's from New Zealand  who come to St. Tropez every year
 
The sun came out after lunch, Le Club 55
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Sunday lunch at Le Club 55
 
Leaving the Silver Dream after cocktails