Londond and SPIE in Marseille June 2008
As always, Sallie does the packing of the cloths, Theo does the packing of the shit.
Ah London.... City of Cloud Nine.
Claudine still loves us!
An over worked Tom makes and appearance.
We arrive in the the heart of G&S's room and some scotch.
Steph shows off the new stuff.
Gerrit has already been well trained.
Theo bravely faces the gate to the SPIE meeting.
Gerard is ready to do science!
Later that night, we start to select from the local menus.
And it is always worth checking out the food on the Mediterranean.
The new guard and the old guard. Charlie is still on the ball!
Peas in a pod. Can you tell how much Rachael and I enjoy these discussion groups?
Meanwhile, Sallie and Steph survey the Marseille port.
Julia Child's was here somewhere! Alisa knows the way.
Well, at least we found good food again.
The port at night with the van Belles and Ridgways.
Theo and Steph having fun in bed.
The streets of Marseille. It's terrible thing but someone has to do it.
Lexi invited us to his apartment. It was a feast and a joy.
See how comfortable we are.
The view from Lexi's place.
Grubs up again!
Breakfast in Marseille.
The obligatory expensive dinner. It was worth the cost.
So here's the menu.....
...and here is the bouillabaisse!
This no parking sign has been around for a while.
We got the breakfast thing worked out soon enough.
A man and his child at work.
Michael Hrynevych joins us later for a coffee.
Another day, another street breakfast. By this time they knew us.
Preparing to go up the hill.
The hill. Little baby Jesus here is several metres tall.
Dad inspecting the city from above.
The Count of Monty Christo was down there somewhere.
Father being as respectful as possible.
Theo doing the same.
Back at the Hotel Peter drops by for a chat.
As does Michael.
This is how we traveled. Fun but not much leg room.
A small Roman Theater in Arles.
The view from Vincent's room in Arles.
Vincent's old house in Arles.
Same place, different girl.
OK, you shouldn't have to guess what this is.
You do have to guess what's real here.
Vincent's window.
Sallie likes doors, what can we do?
At least this door led to food.
Chocolate soup.... how can we fail?
You can see from the activity we didn't fail.
Theo being serious as always.
Yet another French meal photo taken by the waiter.
I have no idea why this photo is here.
Yet another thing Vincent painted you might recognize.
This make it any clearer?
Happy to be in the country again.
A small Roman piece of construction
Two engineers, not appreciating the local engineering.
A remake of an older picture. Closure at least.
Next, a trip to the sea again, as you can see. Actually on our way to Le Beax.
The lads like the water.
The dreaded Turkish Toilet.
Le Beax, no, not a TV character.
A boy to match the street size.
Another seafood meal... hard to avoid in Marseille.
Sallie does not mind the seafood.
On the streets of Marseille looking for food again.
No comment.
Oh dear... I have trodden in Monsieur's bucket!
Back at the port.
We finally hit the beach of the Mediterranean.
No not in Greece, this is a copy.
It was like a warm lake.
Our last meal together for a while.
Two Theo's, happy to be in France.
Enough said.
Nice meal, nice gels.
Gerrit had more fun than he thought.
Back safe in a small Hotel in London.
Claudine joins us once again.
As does the pouting Tom.
Sallie tells tails of Southern France.
The final train to the dreaded Heathrow.
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