Day Three/Four
I'm currently in a Internet Cafe in Florence, while the group is taking a walking tour. The ship's WIFI is awful so I'm restricted to finding a cafe. This is a very cool place. No one speaks English and I don't do a very good job of speaking Italian. In fact, to get here I asked some store owners about a WIFI Internet cafe. I spoke the little Italian I know and well, I got back lots of Italian. But eventually I met a man on the street who told me about this place.
I'll see if I can share some photos of Florence from the group--when I get to another cafe. Right now I'm surrounded by eight men, three young, two middle age and one elderly. They're all talking and visiting. This place is also a bar, so everyone is enjoying their vino and beer. One of the servers (a girl) is obviously dating one of the guys and the amore is flowing between them. It's sooooo cute.
Yesterday we went to Aix en Provence. Definitely a place I want to experience again. Lots of open cafes and open markets. I'm definitely coming back to this place. Both Hal and Alex would love this place. So alive and vibrant. The French are so nice and accommodating. I had to go to the pharmacy for some medicine and between my broken French and their broken English, I got just what I wanted. Here are few shots I can share.
Day Two
We made it to Barcelona. Most of us are running on very
little sleep. Even though we took the shut eye from NYC or Atlanta to
Barcelona, none of us really slept much. We got settled in the hotel and
wandered around the neighborhood. Then we took the hop-on, hop-off bus from
1:30 to 7:30 with a short lunch break. Whew, we were all very tired to say the
least. Had dinner in a quaint restaurant off an alley near the hotel. Alleys abound here with cool little cafes and restaurants. Very romatic. This place was
wonderful—good food and service. It took us about 15 minutes to figure out the
bill. We probably looked silly but in the end the waiter kissed us goodbye. In
fact, there seemed to be a reception
line formed on the way to the door, waiters in line to say good night to us. It’s either the
typical Spanish male attraction to women
or they were just glad to get rid of these silly women.
Whatever the case this was a perfect ending to a perfect
day, despite the evening brought rain . We just can’t rid of that wet stuff can
we. Here’s a pictorial update of our
day. Hope you enjoy. Sketching Sagrada Familia will be extra credit. J Ha, ha. Later, will be off to the cruise ship but
before we go, we’ll spend some time sketching and photographing more of the
nearby cathedral and alley ways.
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Here's the group sketching a church tower, three point perspective is fairly easy, once you learn it. |
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Sagrada Familia This magnificent cathedreal, designed by Gaudi should completed in 30 years. |
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Many of the buildings here are just architecture wonders! |
Day One: Arriving at Four AM
I can’t believe I did it, but our travel agent told us that
we had to be at the airport three hours early. So I was bright eyed and busy
tailed at 4:06, dropping my luggage off at the sky caps in front of Delta. Of
course, my son had said I would be the only one there. He was right, not a sole
was sitting in the waiting area. I had the whole place to myself!
Fortunately, Starbucks has just opened. So wandered over
there to grab a cup of java. The airport is very strange—a little bit eerie,
that early in the morning. Everyone seems pleasant, but we have that sleepy
edge we’re trying shake off.
Within an hour, people started filing in. Barbara Silner and
her husband Don showed up first. Wow, it felt great to see someone I knew. They
too were excited and thrilled to be taking advantage of this well priced cruise
and air fare. We really lucked in so many ways. Not more than a few minutes
later there came Marty strutting down the promenade, flashing her bright white
smile. Things started to move then and
we were seated in our seats the plane with some time to spare. We were actually
going to take off earlier than expected.
Excitement right from
the start !Take off was uneventful, which we all want. I got to pull some
stuff out of the overhead bind and just ahead was an elderly man (actually he
was only 60) who fell over the seat and onto the floor. I kid you not. Suddenly
you could hear bing, bing, bing. Everyone was trying to get the flight
attendants’ attention. I looked down the back of the plane and there were two
getting the beverage cart ready. I motion to one to come and then moved back,
pointing to the injured man. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone move that
fast on an airplane.
Literally with in seconds there were several attendants
pouring over the man. I overheard that he had had heart surgery last week and
was a diabetic. The attendents quickly pulled as much information from him and
then called for medical help. Nurses came to the rescure, using Delta’s
emergency medical equipment. It was fascinating and heart-warming to watch.
This is my first time on Delta and I must tell I am very, very impressed with
their professionalism—not only with the medical emergency, but also how they
treat us passengers. Guess I’ve been using BA too long.
NYC—JFK
Once we landed in JFK, we met Marty’s sister Gloria who is joining us for the
cruise. We had a quick bite to eat at this out of the way restaurant—rather
pricey, but, hey we’re in NYC. As the server was asking me, “Do you want to add
this and that?” I said yes, never imagaining the bill would come $35—that’s
almost as much as Hal and I spend on Happy Hour at Oswego Grill. Go figure.
At this moment we just a little over two hours frm
Barcelona. I took some sleeping pills, but they didn’t seem to work as they
usually do, so I’ve only had about three hours sleep. This is the one thing I
hate about traveling to Europe, it’s always so hard to catch on your sleep. I
see a little like coming through the windows, so we should be getting close.
Today, I’m hoping will jump the Hop-on, Hop-off bus that
tours the city. Hal and I have done this in Barcelona before (and other cities
as well) and it’s a great way to see the city—hopping off when you want to see
attraction over another. If all goes well and we’re not all too sleepy, we can
visit the gothic Cathedral, Sagrada Familia, take pictures of the fabulous
architecture while the bus winds through the city and finally the Park Guell.
We may have to save that for tomorrow morning as it is supposed to be huge.
Much of the architecture in Barcelona is
influence by Antinio Gaudi and other creative geniuses. Pablo Picasa went to
school in Barcelona, Goya painting his experience of the Spanish civil war and
so. Barcelona is an artist’s paradise. Art shows up everywhere, even the front
steps of a business building.