Home again, home again
Actually I've been home since Sat, but with various challenges (getting from Brussels to Dublin to NY? No Problem. From Jamaica to Bayside? Gotta love the LIRR...), laundry, cleaning (IKR??), consuming chocolate (ahem), and getting back to work *sigh* I have been remiss with wrap up. Our last hotel had no wifi so I had to wait till getting home to upload my Belgium pics. Tho, if I had only left my camera cable in my backpack I could have done during my 6 hours in the Dublin airport...
For those who wish to see my million and one pictures (I jest, only 386. or something.) they are all here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/9305363@N08/sets/72157629415489398/
A quick recap:
Easter weekend in London, much walking, Easter service at St Paul's which was cool, and then much more walking, including a Shakespeare walk and a long stroll on both sides of the Thames to cross Tower Bridge at night. Also might have payed a friendly visit to Starbucks as the people in our hotel were under the impression that sticking Nescafe in a machine with steaming water constitutes coffee.
Chunnel to Paris, where eight of us rented an apartment for a week. It was a really cool apartment with random stairs, hodgepodge of architecture, and a Star Trek shower. All of us are used to living alone, so there was a bit of adjustment, but I think we did pretty well. Also, no further trips to Starbucks were required (tho they are legion in Paris) b/c unlike the English, the French know how to make coffee. (no offense ;))
We saw many jardins, ate much bread and cheese, skipped anything that had more than an hour queue, and once again did much walking. On our second to last day we went to play some Irish music at the nursing home where my friend's grandmother lives. They weren't too sure of us at first, till K got up to dance - she's leggy and redheaded and a champion dancer, so atoned for many of our musical sins. I think we were a hot after that!
Next we went to Bruges, which aside from being a frakkin fairytale was also frakkin freezing. I bought my first souvenir - a scarf. Also chocolates. It might have been the cold and rain but Belgium had the best museums. The converted hospital in Bruges and the Musical Instrument Museum in Brussels were both most awesome. Also, frites! and beer! and have I mentioned chocolate? I need to go running...
I shall leave you with a pic of me, ses_gatergirl, and a peeing boy. (thankfully I thought to wear a hat)
For those who wish to see my million and one pictures (I jest, only 386. or something.) they are all here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/9305363@N08/sets/72157629415489398/
A quick recap:
Easter weekend in London, much walking, Easter service at St Paul's which was cool, and then much more walking, including a Shakespeare walk and a long stroll on both sides of the Thames to cross Tower Bridge at night. Also might have payed a friendly visit to Starbucks as the people in our hotel were under the impression that sticking Nescafe in a machine with steaming water constitutes coffee.
Chunnel to Paris, where eight of us rented an apartment for a week. It was a really cool apartment with random stairs, hodgepodge of architecture, and a Star Trek shower. All of us are used to living alone, so there was a bit of adjustment, but I think we did pretty well. Also, no further trips to Starbucks were required (tho they are legion in Paris) b/c unlike the English, the French know how to make coffee. (no offense ;))
We saw many jardins, ate much bread and cheese, skipped anything that had more than an hour queue, and once again did much walking. On our second to last day we went to play some Irish music at the nursing home where my friend's grandmother lives. They weren't too sure of us at first, till K got up to dance - she's leggy and redheaded and a champion dancer, so atoned for many of our musical sins. I think we were a hot after that!
Next we went to Bruges, which aside from being a frakkin fairytale was also frakkin freezing. I bought my first souvenir - a scarf. Also chocolates. It might have been the cold and rain but Belgium had the best museums. The converted hospital in Bruges and the Musical Instrument Museum in Brussels were both most awesome. Also, frites! and beer! and have I mentioned chocolate? I need to go running...
I shall leave you with a pic of me, ses_gatergirl, and a peeing boy. (thankfully I thought to wear a hat)