Paris-Glasgow-Wales-London June/July 2004

  • A jet lagged Sallie takes a rest on the Parisian meridian line.
  • A jet lagged Theo at his first palace of the trip.
  • Well.... it IS Paris.
  • This well known church seemed to need spires, but it was pretty none the less.
  • An example bit of pretty.
  • Just to prove we actually where in Paris, and not Los Vegas.
  • Pretty large building for a house we thought, still it makes a good museum.
  • The Police in Paris can be fast on their feet.
  • One of Napoleon's little souvenirs. We wondered why it has not yet been returned.
  • Well, it's still Paris.
  • A well known street, leading to a well known arch.
  • Here's the well known street, which I can not spell while sitting on an airplane.
  • No escaping the big M. At least in Paris they all have free WiFi.
  • Yup, still Paris.....
  • ....as you can tell by the trash on the streets.
  • This round about look pretty frightening. Fortunately there's a tunnel under it.
  • The leaning figure of Theo, near another well known object.
  • Ah.... Paris!
  • You could not spit without hitting an Asian bride. Do they marry in Asia at all or just here and Hawaii?
  • Home made French Onion Soup... a new favorite of ours.
  • This is what they call a Turkish Toilet. I couldn't work out how not to crap on your own pants.
  • Local singing house.
  • We all enjoyed the 3D Van Gogh show, even Steve and Alisa.
  • Rather a poor maze as you could easily see above it, pretty though.
  • Small house where old one-ear stayed. There are many things in this town he painted.
  • For example, this church may look familiar to the art lovers among us.
  • On the way to the grave yard.
  • In the grave yard. Two brothers, Vincent and Theo.
  • Yes, you can still find the odd duck here and there. Its seems large compared to modern cars.
  • Our local while in Paris.
  • Here's Sallie at said local enjoying the wine and view of the street.
  • A composite picture of our small, but cheap apartment, including the BED FROM HELL.
  • Back at the local, Theo looks on lovingly at his wife, and his camera.
  • The down town Paris observatory is replete with old telescopes.
  • It also has imposing buildings, older than anything in the US.
  • Steve and Alisa lead us to this place, and what a find it was too!
  • Gentlemen in Paris, leading the women folk up the road.
  • Here's the road we were leading them down.
  • Ah yes... still Paris.
  • The fading beauty. What a zoo this place was!
  • We rather liked the new bits, though some would say it's ugly.
  • A man after my own heart, or is that hands?
  • I must say we really enjoyed some elements of Paris!
  • Old family.... Sallie meets Pierre
  • new friends... Theo and Evelyn drink to our health. You may see a family resemblance.
  • No direct blood line here, but the smiles match!
  • A triumphant team having fringed in California from Paris.
  • The offices in Meudon where functional though sans AC.
  • This is the hill you climb each morning on the way to work.
  • And this is the trains-on-tires you need to ride to get there.
  • These trains tend to be full of French persons. Go figure.
  • OK, which tongue will it be?
  • A cathartic moment as Theo retraces his steps to the apartment lived in in 1973.
  • Ah, in the warmth of a family, and home cooked food.
  • These fathers wished to have more rights regarding access to their children.
  • A girl packing, and preparing for the change from Paris to Glasgow.
  • In which we found a much more comfortable bed!
  • As well as new and old friends.
  • Our first night included Gerard and Stephanie,
  • along with Andreas and Betina. Lewis here is recovering from a misunderstanding with Kimberly.
  • Wish I could make the da-da-da-da da-da-da-da noises....
  • Kimberly and Stephanie seem to like the town at least.
  • And why not, even the statues have a sense of humor.
  • Yet another conference meal, Michael joins us for this one.
  • As does Ben Lane.
  • And Tom, Dave, and even the no longer in the dog house Lewis.
  • Later on, we manage to find a pub. Not actually hard to do in Scotland.
  • The always gorgeous Ben came to play also.
  • Betina, as usual, found some lovely gardens to visit.
  • Stephanie, Lori and Michelle await the final end to the dam conference.
  • As does Rachael.
  • The group of Charoids managed to get together for lunch and plot the next meeting in Paris.
  • We attempt to have a small quiet meal on our last night in Glasgow. Stupid of us really.
  • Ah the trusty GPS, helping us get lost all over the UK.
  • Gerard in charge of a bloody long boat that's hard to steer.
  • Theo in charge of a bloody long boat that's hard to steer.
  • Sallie in charge of a bloody long boat that's hard to star.
  • This may give you an idea of the length of the boat.
  • It was relatively comfortable with real beds,
  • and a decent sized living area.
  • At the Foxley, as you can see we had a pretty good time of it.
  • Andy, the publican, and Gerard solve the worlds problems.
  • And Pixie managed to get us all dancing.
  • and dancing
  • and dancing
  • and really shaking it around...
  • Despite the warnings, we enjoyed the occasional Rothmans.
  • They even taught us how to pull our own beers.
  • This evil bird had it in for the boat, but we managed to get away.
  • It's harder work running a canal boat than you think!
  • Getting locked into one of the many locks.
  • Locks are operated by one of our "Winch Wenches", managing to look glamorous as always.
  • Some bravery was required.
  • Also scrabble and card skills were an advantage.
  • If you want phallic, these boats and tunnels do it well.
  • Honestly, we are in complete control....
  • Some of the bridges gave you little room for error.
  • Our wonderful winch wenches.
  • No, we're not dancing, we're opening the final lock.
  • Safe and washed up at the Booth residence.
  • The green and pleasant land of.... Wales.
  • It stopped raining for a minute so we had to take this picture.
  • More rolling hills. They had decent beer in these parts also.
  • And an ocean, though the surf was terrible.
  • They do castles really well here, your fighting mans castles none of your palace nonsense.
  • It had real walls and even looked defensible.
  • Yup, Harlic was a cool place.
  • It had views to match.
  • As well as old stairs galore.
  • Despite the finger, we liked this shot.
  • Two bums, and another castle.
  • Lots of small thin houses, but quite pretty don't you think?
  • Not sure what a Boilies is, hope they go well with beer.
  • A lot of strangely interesting ice cream eating went on.
  • Ah, the talent for children to resist the cold. We wanted to join them.
  • However, we decided a beer in doors would go better at our age.
  • There was also a place labeled Sallie, but we don't have that shot.
  • On the left, under the control of an American. We seem to have survived.
  • Yet another pub meal. We don't need to have fish and chips again for a while.
  • Yet another fine castle. This was defend by only 28 men.
  • Gerard was looking for a place to join the "castle club".
  • They thought they had found a place too, but we managed to stop them.
  • Cool, if only we had actual boiling oil!
  • Gerard and Steph delighted in climbing the towers.
  • This place even had a proper dungeon.
  • Couldn't resist playing the artist.
  • Having escaped the "Hotel Caulfield" with our lives we stopped for breakfast.
  • Along the way we found this pile of stones. They seemed small to us, does that mean we're Americans now?
  • Sallie playing tourist, and doing a dam fine job.
  • The local food stand sported four lovely sisters, with perfect skin.
  • You couldn't throw a rock without hitting some circle of rocks here,
  • which will remain a mystery forever.
  • The bath in bath. Those romans sure got around.
  • Just to prove we were there,
  • as is burger king,
  • and good old Jane.
  • On our way to the airport, running screaming out of Swindon.
  • Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London...
  • We're not sure how best to pronounce this college name, could it be the obvious?
  • Ah... a lovely cup of tea.
  • Stone the crows! It's the Rosetta stone.
  • The British Museum was full of stolen treasure. The Egyptian stuff was cool.
  • We actually saw this guy stamp his feet.
  • House full of hot air they told us.
  • A short cruise on the Thames, and it wasn't even raining.
  • Old Bill's playhouse. Shame we didn't have time to go inside.
  • Well known bridge, seemed like a toy till we got close.
  • Well known bridge name, though not of the same bridge.
  • Well known London name, though not for a pub.
  • At last, getting ready to come home to LA, where the second Coke is free.
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