My wake-up call rang LOUDLY in my ear at 5:00 AM.

The thoughts in my head went something like this:

Yawn! Is it time to get up already? It feels like I just went to bed! Whose bright idea was it to get up early and take photos at this un-Godly hour anyway? Oh yeah, it was mine. Okay. Stop whining and get going. And don’t forget your camera.

Poor Stan! He was still asleep when he came to my room to pick me up this morning. I don’t even think his eyes were open. We made our way to the train and joined all the drunks (literally) and party-ers who had been up all night at the music festival. People were dragging themselves onto the train and then fighting to stay awake so they wouldn’t miss their stop. And we saw two people holding a guy up that was too drunk to stand. Crazy! 

Apparently, Paris holds an annual music festival that coincides with Solstice (the longest day of the year).  The organizers coordinate a mix of professional and amateur musicians from all genres of music to perform at various sights around the city including street corners and cafes. All concerts are free and train service on the night of the festival is also free.  It sounds fun, but throw several thousand tourists into the mix (and lots of alcohol) and you can imagine the mayhem.  

The morning after looked like a hurricane had blown through town! Parts of the city were LITTERED with bottles, cans, cigarette butts and trash. It looked and smelled disgusting. I felt sorry for the municipal workers who were trying to clean up the mounds of trash everywhere this morning. Why can’t people have a good time without trashing the place? And why can’t they clean up after their flippin dogs … or better yet, leave them at home?

Anyway, I was annoyed because some of the sights I wanted to photograph were so littered with trash it ruined the shot.

Okay, enough whining, we made the best of it.

Our first stop was the Musée de l’Armée (Army Museum) which includes the Dome Church and the Tomb of Napoleon Bonaparte.

A little history on Napoleon: On May 5, 1821, Napoleon died on the island of St. Helena where he had been in exile since 1815. He was buried in the Geranium valley. His remains rested there until October 15, 1840 when they were exhumed and brought to Paris under the direction of Louis-Philippe, who demanded that the English return the emperor to French soil. A state funeral was held and the remains were laid to rest in St. Jerome’s Chapel. Napoleon’s remains were moved again in 1861 when his tomb was completed at Dome Church.


The Dome Church

Dome Church 



These tiny cars are everywhere!
Saw this gas pump on the way to the train.

Stan checking the map.

Next stop was the Avenue des Champs-Elysees, one of the most famous streets in Paris which ends at the Arc de Triomphe and is close to the Grand Palais – our third stop.

Avenue des Champs-Elysees

The Grand Palais is an exhibition hall and museum complex, and directly across the street is the Petit Palais which houses the City of Paris Fine Arts Museum. Both of these buildings were constructed in the late 1800’s for the 1900 Exposition.

The Grand Palais
The Grand Palais


The Petit Palais
Love the detail on this door



Continuing on, I ran over to the Pont Alexander, III (bridge) that spans the Seine and connects the Champs-Elysees quarter and the Eiffel Tower quarter. This bridge is classified as a French Historical Monument.

Pont Alexander, III with Dome Church in the background.


Our final stop before breakfast was the Louvre. This massive complex is too big for my camera-lense to capture, so I included a photo from the Internet.  The glass pyramid structure in the middle of the complex has an interesting story. This is from Wikipedia:

The pyramid and the underground lobby beneath it were created because the Louvre’s original main entrance could no longer handle the enormous number of visitors it receives on an every day basis. Today, visitors descend through the pyramid into the spacious lobby then re-ascend into the main Louvre buildings.
Design historian, Mark Pimiott, “I.M. Pei’s plan distributes people effectively from the central concourse to myriad destinations within its vast subterranean network… the architectonic framework evokes, at gigantic scale, an ancient atrium of a Pompeiian villa; the treatment of the opening above, with its tracery of engineered castings and cables, evokes the atria of corporate office buildings; the busy movement of people from all directions suggests the concourses of rail terminal or international airports.”

The construction of the pyramid triggered considerable controversy because many people felt that the futuristic edifice looked quite out of place in front of the Louvre Museum with its classical architecture.  Certain detractors ascribed a “Pharaonic complex” to Mitterrand. Others praised the juxtaposition of contrasting architectural styles as a successful merger of the old and the new – the classical and the ultra-modern.



The Louvre
Louvre Shmouve, let’s have breakfast.


While we were there, I couldn’t resist taking a few shots of this bride and groom!



After breakfast, we decided to visit the Musée des Arts Decoratifs (Museum of Decorative Arts and Fashion) and the Musée de l’Orangerie – an art gallery of impressionist and post-impressionist paintings.  The gallery is the permanent home for eight murals, “Water Lilies” by Claude Monet and also contains works by Pablo Picasso, Pierre-Auguste Renoir (my favorite), Paul Cezanne and many others.

Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Pierre-Auguste Renoir
Pablo Picasso

This is going to be short because I have a 5:00 AM wake-up call tomorrow! Stan and I are going on an early photo-shoot so we can take a few shots without crowds of people everywhere.

Today (Saturday) we went to see Notre-Dame (exterior only because the line to get in was a mile long), had lunch at the Mexican restaurant we went to the other day, and took a tour of the Eiffel Tower including a ride all the way to the TOP!

The history of Notre-Dame and the Eiffel Tower is SO interesting. I do not have time to share the details in this post . . . perhaps later.  In the meantime here are some of the shots I took today.

Hope you enjoy!

The Opera House
(Again, because it’s my favorite.)
The Opera House
I love the exterior and interior of this building.

The Opera House

The Opera House

The Grand Hotel, Paris
I like the light fixtures.

The Grand Hotel, Paris

I loved this marble tile and pattern.
Old Glory in the middle.

Stan

Notre-Dame
Notre-Dame
Notre-Dame
South (?) side of Notre-Dame


Here is one of the many bridges in Paris that is covered with love-locks.  What happens is, sweethearts write their names on a padlock, attach it to the railing and throw the key into the river to symbolize unbreakable love. Notice the couple in the background taking their wedding photos on the bridge . . .

Here is a story about love-locks from Wikipedia:

The history of love padlocks dates back at least 100 years to a melancholy Serbian tale of World War I, with an attribution for the bridge Most Ljubavi (lit. the Bridge of Love) in spa town of Vrnjačka Banja. A local school-mistress named Nada, who was from Vrnjačka Banja, fell in love with a Serbian officer named Relja. After they committed to each other Relja went to war in Greece where he fell in love with a local woman from Corfu. As a consequence, Relja and Nada broke off their engagement. Nada never recovered from that devastating blow, and after some time she died due to heartbreak from her unfortunate love. Young women from Vrnjačka Banja wanted to protect their own loves so they started writing down their names, with the names of their loved ones, on padlocks and affixing them to the railings of the bridge where Nada and Relja used to meet.

Love Locks

Notre-Dame from the other side of the river.
Lunch break.
The city of love.

The Eiffel Tower has three observation decks. We stopped at each one! The view from the top deck was spectacular.  My photos do not do justice. (My stomach was in my throat the whole time, so that did not help my photography either!) I thought of my cousin Andrew while I was here because I believe he proposed to his wife in Paris. Was it at the Eiffel Tower?

Historic Paris in the foreground, modern Paris in the background.
Taken from the middle deck.

Maggie in Paris.

Arc de Triomphe

Taken from inside the elevator.

Today was about riding the hop on-hop off bus all around Paris.  

The idea is that you ride the tour bus (while listening to an audio guide explain interesting facts about the city and it’s landmarks) to a location that you are interested in seeing and hop off to explore at your own pace.  When you are finished with that section, you hop on the bus again and follow the route to the next point-of-interest.  It’s a great way to see the whole city and map out which areas you want to visit at length.  The only problem is that sometimes traffic around the city is so heavy that by the time you finish the route, the whole day has been spent riding the bus rather than actually visiting the sights.

That’s sort of how the day went today.

The good news is that now we have a feel for how the city is laid out, and based on the audio guide I heard today, I have a mental list of the places I want to explore over the next few days.  I’m really looking forward to spending more time at the Opera House, the Louvre, Notre-Dame, Eiffel Tour, Hotel des Invalides, and Jardin des Tulleries to name a few.

I couldn’t take photos from the bus, but here are a few shots I managed to squeeze in today as a warm up.

More tomorrow.
I saw this building on the way to buy the tour tickets
and was captured by the detail in the iron work.

Champs-Elysees

Classic tourist pose in front of the
Arc de Triomphe.

Streets of Paris.

Side of the magnificent Opera House.

Corner of the Opera House.

Paris street lamp in front of the Opera House.

Today is Wednesday, June 18, 2014.

I am in Paris!

Yep! Paris, Baby! I don’t understand a word anyone is saying, but I’m happy to be here.

Today was an easy travel day.  We checked out of the apartment around 11:00 AM and took TWO buses to the train station. It was a little challenging to schlep suitcases on a crowded bus during work hours, but we did it. Actually, Stan carried most of the weight, but I was there for moral support:  


Me: [referring to MY large, heavy suitcase which Stan is carrying along with his own] Stan, do you want me to carry that? 
Stan: No, I got it. 
Me: Are you sure? 
Stan: Yeah, I got it. 
Me: Okay. 
Me: Stan, can you hold my drink for a second?
Stan: [reaching down deep for a little more patience] Sure.
Me: [laughing hysterically]
Stan: [shaking his head] Silly.


Bless his heart.  🙂


Half-way through our bus ride, Stan realized that the bus stop we were going to transfer at was “out-of-service” due to construction. 


Uh-oh.


He pulled out his trusty iPhone, verified the closure, did some quick research, found another transfer point and voila! we were back on track. We avoided all the confusion plus extra schlepping.


I’m so grateful.

Two years ago we crossed the English Channel from Paris to London on Eurostar, and this time we crossed back over from London to Paris. We’ve come full circle.  The train ride is only 2-1/2 hours, and we had nice comfortable seats, so the trip was easy-peasy.  I still can’t believe we crossed the Atlantic Ocean through a tunnel . . . underwater! It kinda gives me the heebie-geebies.

The Channel Tunnel exhibit at the National Railway Museum
in York, England showing the circular cross section of the tunnel
with the overhead line powering a Eurostar train. Also visible is
the segmented tunnel lining.


Upon our arrival in Paris, we waited an hour in a very long taxi queue and finally made it to our hotel around 4:00 pm. The desk clerk who checked us in was a beautiful young woman from Mexico City. I started chatting with her and asked her if she knew of any good Mexican food restaurants in Paris. She recommended a place about 35 minutes away (by subway) so we decided to try it. It was totally worth it! It hit the spot and the people there were very nice.

From the train on our way back to the hotel, we saw the Eiffel Tower all lit up! Wow! What a sight!  And . . . walking back to our hotel we saw the Arc de Triomphe at the west end of the Champs-Elysees. I took this shot with my cell phone because I did not have my camera with me.






Now, it’s bed-time. We have a busy day of touring tomorrow.



Au revoir et a demain . . . . Goodbye until tomorrow.



I have really enjoyed London!  

The last few days have been low-key – mainly. we walked around the city, checked things out, did some shopping, ate, people watched, rode the bus and, according to Stan’s pedometer, we have walked a lot of miles!  London has grown on me and I feel right at home.

I have also enjoyed our little apartment. It has been so nice to stay put and get comfortable. It’s a great feeling to walk out the front door and KNOW where you are. Stan is so handy with his iPhone and he can get us ANYWHERE on a bus or a train. I am so spoiled! Thank you, Stan!

One of the challenges about being here has been getting used to traffic flowing on the “wrong” side of the road! Twice I started to step into on-coming traffic because I was looking in the wrong direction!  It is very disorienting at first, but now I have gotten used to it.  It also helps that, “LOOK LEFT”, or “LOOK RIGHT” is painted on the street at cross-walks! I suppose they must have a lot of accidents involving tourists. Thank God I wasn’t one of them.

Here are a few shots I have taken along the way – of nothing in particular – just so I can remember the city.

Enjoy!

Curb appeal!

Nice tile walkway.

One of the local pubs in our area.

Potted plants and flowers everywhere.

Waiting for the bus.

Harrods Department Store.
In the furniture department at Harrods.

Diane, Missy, Maureen, Julie and H.A.

Theater district, SOHO

Bike rental.

Pub in SOHO.



He just looked like the typical English dude
right down to his shoes.

This “Sun” sculpture is by Dale Chihuly. It is made of more than 1,300 hand-blown glass elements, is 14 feet high and weighs 4,230 lbs. It is illuminated every night. I shot the daytime photo and I pulled the night-time shot off the internet. It was amazing!
The Sun Sculpture in Berkley Square.


Here are some shots of the apartment. So cute!

The Kitchen

Living Room / Dining Area

Living Room

Bedroom

Hallway

My black and white bedroom, of course!


Tomorrow (Wednesday) we leave London and take a train to Paris. Looking forward to seeing Paris again.
Today is Father’s Day, 2014.

I woke up with my Dad on my mind. Actually,  he and my grandmother are always on my mind. I am so thankful that I have the hope … the assurance … of being reunited with them again.  Thank You, Jesus for redemption, restitution, and reunion!

Today was a full day.  I woke up before my alarm went off!  I thought about ignoring my internal clock and going back to sleep but we had to leave the apartment by 7:30 AM to catch the city bus to the tour bus so there was no time to doddle. I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower and was ready to leave right on time. I’m a good girl!

Stan and I met our friends at the station, boarded our double-decker tour bus and we were off. First stop was Windsor Castle. I was really looking forward to our tour today.  I have always wanted to venture past the city and see the English countryside, and today that desire was fulfilled.

Yay!

England is so beautiful and green.  There are rolling hills, wooded areas and fields, fields and more fields – all knit together like a patchwork quilt. There are quaint little towns and flower planters at doors, balconies, and windows.  (Flowers are definitely a European thing because I have noticed this in every country. I absolutely love the warmth and beauty the pots of flowers add – and every time I visit Europe I promise myself that I’m going to plant more flowers at home . . . but I never do it.) The tour guide said that crops commonly grown in the United Kingdom include wheat, oats, barley, potatoes, sugar beet, and we saw lots of hay for animal feed.


Windsor Castle was a bit of a surprise. I did not know that the castle is surrounded by a town (Windsor). For some reason I thought it would be in a remote area, tucked away from view. See? This is why I travel … so I can see it for myself and get it straight.  LOL.

Windsor


Anyway,  here’s the deal: there was a lot we did not get to see because (1) We were on a tour and they only allow a short window of time before they move us to the next destinaton;  (2) Today is Sunday so St. George’s Chapel was closed to tours (understandably); and (3) We did not get to tour the State Rooms because they were preparing for their annual service of the Order of the Garter. I was so disappointed. I really wanted to see the State Rooms.

What is the Order of the Garter?
The Order is the senior and oldest British Order of Chivalry, founded by Edward III in 1348. 

New appointments to the Order of the Garter are usually announced on St. George’s Day (23 April) but the chivalric and installation ceremonies take place in June, on the Monday of Royal Ascot week, known as Garter Day. If there are new Companions of the Order of the Garter, The Queen formally invests them with the insignia at a Chapter of the Order in the Throne Room of Windsor Castle.

Afterwards The Queen and The Duke of Edinburgh entertain the members and officers of the Order at a lunch in the Waterloo Chamber. After lunch the Knights process on foot to a service in St. George’s Chapel, wearing their blue velvet robes, known as mantels, and black velvet hats with white plumes. The processional route is through the Upper, Middle and Lower Wards of the castle to St. George’s Chapel.

The colorful procession is led by the Constable and Governor of Windsor Castle and the Military Knights of Windsor. On reaching the chapel there is a short service, at the beginning of which the new Companions (if any) are installed. 

On emerging from the Great West Door of the Chapel, the Sovereign and the other members of the Order return in carriages and cars to the Upper Ward of the castle.

The Queen attends the service along with other members of the Royal Family in the Order, including The Duke of Edinburgh, The Prince of Wales, Prince William, The Duke of York, The Earl of Wessex, The Princess Royal, The Duke of Gloucester, The Duke of Kent and Princess Alexandra.

The Garter ceremonial dates from 1948, when formal installation was revived by King George VI for the first time since 1805.

Alrighty then!

The other hiccup was that photos are not permitted inside the Castle (WHAT?) so I was not able to take photos of the areas I was allowed to see. Boo!  My favorite room was the China Room which displayed ten patterns of the beautiful China collection at Windsor Castle.  The collection spans 100’s of years and each setting has a story. I believe I read there are 48 patterns in the collection (but don’t quote me).

Completed in 1837.
 First used at Queen Victoria’s coronation banquet.
Here are some shots of the exterior and a video clip from The Royal Collection website so you can see the interior.

No water in this moat.
Happy Father’s Day, Dave!

St. George’s Chapel



Next stop was the City of Bath about 100 miles west of London. There is so much history in Bath but one of its claims to fame is the ancient temple and hot springs bathing complex that was built by the Romans in AD 60-70 and built-up over the following 300 years. Archaeologists are still discovering ancient treasures in this area and it was interesting to see how they excavate a sight. Just recently, in 2012, a hoard of 30,000 silver Roman coins (believed to date from the 3rd century) were found about 450 feet from the Roman baths. It’s fascinating!

Bath

Roman Baths
Abbey in Bath

Roman Baths



Last stop was Stonehenge. Stonehenge is a prehistoric . . . yes, you read that correctly . . . prehistoric (gulp) monument in Wilshire, England. It is one of the most famous sights in the WORLD and I had the privilege of seeing it in person. Wow! Stonehenge is the remains of a ring of standing stones and archaeologists believe it was built anywhere from 3000 BC to 2000 BC. There is too much history associated with these stones to share here but if you like history, it’s worth a Google search. I prayed and asked God for a personal download and some of my initial impressions in the spirit were very interesting.  But . . . that’s another blog.

Stonehenge

Had to include this clip that Stan shared on Facebook. Too funny!

After Stonehenge we drove back to the city where Stan and I celebrated Father’s Day with Dave, Lisa and the kids. They are such a precious family. I have really enjoyed hanging out with them.
The past several days have been about transferring our center of operation to London. ha! ha!  

We left my beloved Lake Como on Tuesday and moved to a hotel closer to the airport so it would be easier to catch our early-morning flight on Wednesday.

On Wednesday morning, we flew from Milan to Heathrow Airport in London.  Hey! Everything is in English again . . . well, sort of! ha! ha! My first stop was a fresh juice place where I enjoyed a fresh squeezed carrot / apple juice! Ahhhh! It totally hit the spot. I have been missing my juice.  Fortified with a few vitamins, we took a train to South Kensington and found our apartment. It was a long travel day!

Our apartment is adorable. It is located in a nice area centrally located to train stations and bus stops, lots of pubs and restaurants, and of course, shopping! We have two bedrooms, two baths, a small living/dining room and a tiny kitchen with a teenie-weenie washer and dryer combination. Perfect!

After getting settled, we met our friends Dave and Lisa and their kids for dinner in a typical English pub. They had flown in that day also (from Texas) so we where all very tired. It felt really good to crawl into bed that night.

On Wednesday, the group went to the Tower of London and Westminster Abbey but I stayed behind and took a day to unpack, do some laundry, pay bills, check email and get my nails done. They had a great day seeing the sights – especially the crown jewels in the Tower of London, but unfortunately no pictures were allowed in either location.  

Stan and I met Dave for dinner at a great restaurant nearby. We happened to meet the owner and he told us that he was flying to the States this week to open another restaurant in Malibu! It’s a small world.  I’ll have to check it out when I get home.

On Thursday, we toured London on a hop on – hop off bus. The traffic was terrible so it took a very long time to get around the city on ONE route.  We saw a lot of landmarks from the bus, but we didn’t have an opportunity to get off and take pictures.  I saw several areas that I would like to return to and have a closer look, especially shopping on Oxford Street and tea at the Savoy, Fairmont.

Just before noon, we hopped off the bus and headed to Buckingham Palace to watch the Changing of the Guard.  There was a throng of people and although we managed to get close, it was impossible to see over everyone’s head. Boo!  

The rest of the afternoon consisted of lunch, cupcakes, and lots of walking.  Here are a few photos I took along the way.  Behold the City of London:



This cracked me up! They serve proper hamburgers!

Sculpture of a giant blue cockerel by German
Artist Katharina Fritsch symbolizing
the male dominance of Britain.

London Eye

Elizabeth Tower which houses
the Great Bell, “Big Ben”.

Parliament Square
(I was riding on the roof of one of these red buses.)

Thames River

Buckingham Palace
Changing of the Guard.

The Pollack Family

Buckingham Palace

Crumpets anyone?

Sam, Stan, and Dave.

These old phone boxes are all around the city.

Buckingham Palace

I hope this guy doesn’t roll over!

Sam and Maggie

Kate

The Mall

Queen Victoria

Green Park



Here’s an interesting story about Green Park.  

In 1746, Upper St James ‘s was officially renamed The Green Park. We don’t know the exact reason for the new name. It may be because, at the time, the park was an open meadow with few trees. Or it may date back to a tale about King Charles II and his wife. Apparently, she discovered that Charles had picked flowers in the park and given them to another woman. In revenge, the Queen ordered that every single flower in the park should be pulled up and no more planted. True or not, there are still no formal flowerbeds in The Green Park.

Maggie and Floating Man

Maggie trying to figure out how he floats!

Old London Bus
Oh, I love Bellagio.

There is something about these little towns along Lake Como that has captured my heart. I can’t count how many times I have said to Stan, “It’s so beautiful.” In spite of fighting a cold and a migraine, I feel so peaceful and content here.

Today was a strolling day.

We strolled to breakfast.

We strolled through the gardens.

We strolled through town.

I love strolling days! Why don’t I have strolling days at home?

Come walk with me and enjoy Bellagio . . .

Our first stop was the Villa Melzi Garden. At the beginning of the 18th century, Francesco Melzi d’Eril, Count of Lodi and Vice President of the First Italian Republic during the time of Napoleon, built a summer residence in Bellagio.  His taste for neo-classical architecture was influenced by Napoleonic France which is very evident in the Villa.  A park was added to the grounds which includes winding paths, Egyptian sculptures, Roman statues, exotic trees and a beautiful Japanese water lily pond surrounded by Japanese maples. Behold:

Is there room for one more?
Oh, it’s nothing . . . just a summer villa!
My sunbrella matches the flowers.
I was twirling my sunbrella.

Stan’s shirt matches the maples!
Reflections

After the gardens, we headed to town for some lunch, gelato, pictures and window shopping.

The streets of Bellagio.
Bright paint schemes. It just works here.
Bright pink house with pink flowers in the yard.
Flowers, flowers, flowers.

Sidewalk cafes are the norm in Europe.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

I dislike travel days because that means packing . . . but I like travel days because I always look forward to the next place on the itinerary!  The great thing about cruising is you go to a new destination every day without having to pack.

Today was a looooog day.

A long, long day.

I stayed up late to pack and had to get up very early to catch the bus to the airport. There was no time for breakfast. We took a bus from the hotel in Vienna to the airport; a plane to Switzerland; and another plane to Milan.  

In Milan, we had a hard time figuring out which train we needed to take to Lake Como. We hopped on one train, but before it pulled out of the station, we realized we were on the wrong train. Stan went and asked the person at the ticket counter and we were directed to another train on a different track.  We schlepped all our luggage to the other track and second-guessed ourselves thinking that the original train was probably the right one after-all.  We schlepped our luggage back to the original track, re-boarded the train and then, just to be sure, asked someone who looked like a station manager. He said we needed to be on a different train on  the other track so we schlepped our luggage back to the other track. By then, we had missed the train.

Oh, bananas!

We asked again, checked the internet, checked again just be sure and THIS time we got on the correct train on the correct track.

Whew!  

All of this would have been fine except I was fighting a miserable cold and neither one of us had eaten.

We finally made it to Lake Como two trains later and caught a bus to our hotel.  I just HAD to video the ride on the bus because the roads are really narrow and our bus took up a lane-and-a-half. The driver was really sweet and his two daughters were along for the ride. The youngest one was talking away to her Dad and he patiently responded to all her comments while trying to concentrate on the road.





When we finally arrived at our hotel we were very happy to be there.  First stop was the restaurant where I was warmly greeted by the wait staff. Apparently everyone remembered us from our visit in 2012.

Friday, June 6, 2014


Filling in the gaps . . . 

The cruise ended on Wednesday, June 4th. Everyone had to be off the ship by 8:30 AM so there was a lot of hustle and bustle. I got ready, grabbed a quick bite in the dining room, hugged my cabin-mate goodbye and headed to the port to find Stan.

Considering this was my very first cruise, I think I did pretty well.  Ha! Ha! I had no idea what to expect or how to plan. My friends (Bill and Diane) absolutely love cruising and now I can see why. I was very fortunate to have sweet Kris for a cabin-mate. It would have been a very long 12 days if I had been stuck in close quarters with someone I didn’t connect with. LOL. But thankfully, everything went smoothly and I’m sure we will be life-long friends. Bonus!

Stan met me at the ship and we headed off to the airport. We flew from Barcelona to Vienna and arrived at our hotel about 3:00. The first order of business was LAUNDRY … Lots of it!

On Thursday, I stayed in my room and caught up on email, bills, the blog and uploaded photos. I literally did not leave my room until dinner. The day was over-cast and cool so I didn’t feel too bad taking a day to catch up.  Stan and I were in Vienna two years ago so Vienna isn’t totally new to us.

Today, I stayed in again but this time it was because I came down with a cold. One of the girls in our group was sick the final days of the cruise so perhaps I got what she had. It stinks! Boo! 

Double Boo! 

I was determined not to miss the concert tonight so I stayed in and tried to relax. I soaked in the tub for awhile and tried to nap. 

This evening we took a train into the city and walked around a little. Stan showed me the building where we would be attending the concert.  I never grow tired of looking at beautiful mouldings, columns, and overall detail in architecture. Vienna is so beautiful! (I posted lots of photos in this blog my last visit in 2012 so you can check that out if you want to see more.) We did some window shopping, had dinner and then headed to the Sacher Hotel to have one of their famous tortes for dessert.
Musikverein
Vienna, Austria

That’s a mighty big shoe!

I’ll take it!

I found my hat for the next Annual Hat Party!
A must in Vienna.

Stan took one bite, I ate the rest!

The highlight of the evening was the concert at the Vienna Musikverein in the Golden Hall performed by the Vienna Mozart Orchestra. The program included Mozart’s most popular pieces and the members of the orchestra dressed in full costume! 

Ceiling panel in the lobby.

Ceiling in the lobby.

Golden Hall

Happy girl!

Stan

At night.

Tomorrow is a travel day. I still have to pack!