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The Sports Event of the (next) Year

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2011

The image that shocked the design community (and not in a good way)

For those of you who have been living under a rock, the 2012 Olympics are being held in London in about a year.  Another benefit of living in the UK is that we were able to enter the lottery for tickets at an early stage.  The process is finally complete and apparently only 700,000 out of almost 2 million people were awarded tickets.  One of the questions on the application was “What country will you be supporting?”  We were wondering if there was any strategy to answering this question.  Would they want as much British support as possible?  Would they want a diverse crowd with fans supporting all different nations?  Would they favor countries that had a high chance of getting a medal?  We weren’t sure so we split the difference.  On one of our applications, we put USA and the other application, we put Uzbekistan (you could submit one application per Visa card).  Whatever the algorithm, it worked, because we got tickets!  In the 2012 Olympics, we will be seeing:

  • Archery (individual men’s elimination round)
  • Beach Volleyball (elimination round, one men’s match, one women’s match)
  • Gymnastics (finals and medal ceremony for men’s floor and pommel horse and women’s vault)
  • Handball (women’s preliminaries)
  • Water Polo (men’s preliminaries)

Perhaps the Uzbekistan application had a slight advantage because the events we got with that application (gymnastics and water polo) are solidly sold out whereas the events with the USA application (archery, beach volleyball, and handball) all still have tickets left.  Or maybe the country has nothing to do with it because the only events that Uzbekistan are competing in are the women’s high jump and the men’s cycling road race, and we were unsuccessful getting any track and field (athletics) events.  We were also unsuccessful in trying to get tickets for the opening ceremony (no surprise there), swimming, and diving.  We’re excited to be a part of the fun next year!

In adoption news, our additional documents are heading to Uzbekistan as I type.  Everything finally came back to our coordinator yesterday, and he shipped them off.  Now we wait to hear back about final approval.

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22 weeks, 16 trips

Wednesday, June 8th, 2011

Croeso yn ôl!  We have been MIA for a while and very delinquent with our blog posts.  The reason is in the title.  As a quick recap, here is where we have been since the year started, for business, personal, or a bit of both.

  1. Jan 13: Dan in Pontypool
  2. Jan 19-20: Dan in Basel, Switzerland
  3. Jan 24: IAC in Bangor
  4. Jan 28-30: IAC and Dan in Llŷn
  5. Feb 1-3: IAC in Glasgow
  6. Feb 19-20: IAC and Dan in Birmingham
  7. Feb 21-23: IAC in Oxford
  8. Mar 3-6: Dan in Las Vegas
  9. Mar 9-13: Dan and IAC in Scotland
  10. Mar 29: IAC in Bangor
  11. Apr 7-11: IAC and Dan in New Orleans
  12. Apr 15-17: IAC and Dan in Bristol & Cotswolds
  13. Apr 25-May 5: IAC in Taiwan
  14. May 14-19: Dan in Vienna
  15. May 25-Jun 2: Dan and IAC in Scotland (including North Wales, South Wales, and Gloucestershire, England)
  16. Jun 5: Dan and IAC in Hay-on-Wye

In between these trips, we have had several visitors, new activities (i.e., tennis, puppy-sitting, Adele’s albums on repeat, an obsession with cooking lentils and zucchini, not necessarily together), friends coming and going, some changes in our jobs including a strike, and movement along the adoption process.  In a nutshell, being behind on our blog is a direct result of being extremely busy!

Now that it is mid-June, things are finally starting to calm down… sort of.  Dan was promoted to the Head of R&D recently (hooray!) and is settling into that job.  Teaching and grading is now over and yesterday, I found out that I am receiving a teaching award as a result of my efforts.  Siena is making room for some more ribbons in anticipation of the first big dog show of the season at the Aberystwyth Show this weekend.  In adoption news, all of the additional paperwork that has been requested should be going off to Uzbekistan within the next week.  The most important thing is that for the next few months, we are staying on the ground with no big trips planned, which means we can finally catch up on the housework and stop neglecting our friends and family.  Yes, that means you!

This is not to say that we have not been enjoying ourselves; it has all been super-fun and exciting!  We love the traveling, and these short-haul trips keep reminding us how lucky we are that we moved and continue to live here.  We’ll do our best to catch up but suffice it to know that we are happy, healthy, and well.  Here’s a picture + story to tie you over until the next post.  A few weeks ago, we were watching a beagle puppy who is still quite small and sleeps in a little bed.  Just to make sure everyone knew that Her Royal Highness, Princess Siena, still ruled on high, she decided that even this territory needed to be claimed.

Hope the puppy can breathe under there!

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A Crescent City Wedding

Sunday, May 1st, 2011

IAC and I recently returned from a return trip to the US, New Orleans to be exact.  This was each of our first times to the Big Easy. Between Bourbon St., Katrina, the Spill, and the Jazz leaving, we didn’t really know what to expect. Well, we did expect to eat good food, lots of good food.

We arrived early evening on Thursday and went straight to the first pre-wedding event, an authentic crawfish boil. The boil was hosted by the bride’s resident family and consisted of eating wonderful cajun food outside on the warm Spring evening.  The smells alone would be worth the trip!

IAC enjoying some crawfish/crayfish/crawdads

The next day was spent with our soon-to-be uncle F. As part of our adoption saga, we are required to get signatures from medical specialists (our GP’s signature wasn’t accepted). One problem of the NHS in the UK is that it is hard to be seen by a specialist if you actually have a problem (I am on a six month waiting list to see an orthopaedist) and virtually impossible if you are healthy. So we found it easier to actually spend the bulk of one of our few days in New Orleans going to a hospital to get signatures. But we did succeed (and saw some old plantations while we were at it)!

Friday night was the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner at a restaurant/club off of Jackson Sq. called Muriel’s. In the New Orleans tradition, the rehearsal dinner is where the best man, me, has to deliever the best man toast. I was pretty nervous because I had never given one of these before so I didn’t know how I would react.  (I had the added pressure of not saying anything that would make the couple call of the wedding too as they weren’t married yet. I must have succeeded as they got married the next day!)  After the great food, toasts, and general merriment, the younger crowd headed into the Quarter to Pat O’Brien’s to try their hurricanes.

Still getting up early from the jet lag, the wedding day began with a morning walk to Cafe du Monde to eat beignets and have their famous cafe au lait. Jet lag rewarded us with powdered sugar covered fried yumminess.

Me and a soon to be ex-beignet

My brother happened to pick my father’s birthday as his wedding day. So as not to have his birthday lost in the shuffle the wonderful IAC coordinated a lunch at the Gumbo Shop for him and 25 of his closest relatives for lunch.  I was really looking forward to this meal as it was my first chance to get some gumbo.  I ate a chicken and andouille gumbo, finished off my mother’s seafood gumbo, and cleaned up a number of other plates.  I so miss cajun food.

The wedding that evening was in the Immaculate Conception Church, a beautiful Jesuit church just outside the French Quarter.  My brother and my new sister-in-law were so happy and everybody looked wonderful.  My duties as best man were fortunately limited to ring duty.  I passed the test!  Leaving the church we were greeted by a New Orleans brass band who proceeded to lead us from the church to the reception at the old Board of Trade in a tradition called Second Line.  We all had to wave white handkerchiefs over our head while we walked. I have never had a police escort to a wedding reception before. My brother and his wife pulled out all the stops on this one.

The bride and groom

The wedding reception also followed a more traditional New Orleans flavor. The idea of the reception is for people to mingle and socialize so there aren’t assigned seats or a sit down dinner (buffet only). In fact, there are only seats for about 30-40% of the guest in attendance. The food was great, flowers and candles everywhere, and I really enjoyed spending time with the family. Still feeling my best man duties weighing on me, I made sure that I was the last one out of the reception at the end and everyone could get back to the hotel.

For the last day and a half in New Orleans we walked around the French Quarter festival, walked along the river, caught up with the people that I hadn’t yet, and ate more wonderful food.

Char grilled oysters

Blackened alligator

The weekend was a success for us and my brother and his beautiful bride.  I now have two sisters! Maybe someday we will get back there and have a little more time to explore and eat.

*Side note: Is it strange that there isn’t a mention of the BP oil spill on the New Orleans wikipedia entry?

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A trip to Hogwarts/Oxford

Sunday, March 20th, 2011

A few months ago, my colleague invited me to come to her university to give a talk.  I accepted not only with excitement but also trepidation because 1) she teaches in a Linguistics department and it has been a while since I spoke to linguists and 2) her university is Oxford.  Ever since I can remember, Oxford was only spoken of with hushed reverence.  If you made it to Oxford, you had made it to the top.  It was in a class all by itself.  It would be an opportunity of a lifetime.

I arrived on a Monday afternoon and checked into New College where my host is a fellow.  She reserved the guest room for me which is in the corner of the quad.  Interestingly, the college is built around a section of the old city walls, especially useful back in the day for keeping the Plague out!

View of the quad from my window

A section of the old city walls

The Chapel with the city walls of New College

My host invited me to dinner in the college which was something straight out of Harry Potter or The Golden Compass.  The fellows were required to wear robes, the hall was candlelit, and the delicious food mostly appeared out of nowhere.

Where the fellows have their lunches; I couldn't get one for dinner!

Fellows have to wear robes for meals; if they forget theirs, they can borrow one of these!

I was able to explore New College before my talk and stumbled into the Cloisters behind the chapel.  The courtyard, tree, and archways were used in this scene in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

Malfoy taunted Harry Potter from this tree

Many famous people, besides Harry Potter, have walked these hallways!

While I was there, I learned some of the history and quirks about Oxford and New College.  For example, because the college has its roots in religious scholarship, the choirs of the chapels are sacred and their budget and presence is therefore untouchable.  Everything else can go, but the choir has to stay!

I gave my talk which went very well, and afterwards, I even introduced my hosts to a wonderful Sichuan meal at Sojo where Dan and I had eaten previously.

Me outside the building where I gave my talk

It was an honor and privilege to be an Oxford guest for a couple of days.  I loved being in a place with history oozing out of every brick and stone.  Walking in the same hallways as Oscar Wilde, John Locke, and Christopher Wren once did was truly amazing.  I don’t think I will ever get the chance to work there, but I certainly wouldn’t mind spending more time inside those ancient walls!

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A January Weekend on the Llyn

Sunday, February 6th, 2011

Somebody (L) thought it was a good idea to go for a holiday in January.  Fortunately the shores of Britain are warmed by the Atlantic and we escaped the storms of the US.  Five of us and Siena drove north and to the Llyn peninsula to stay at a holiday farm just north of Pwllheli.  This stay was much quieter than the last.  In our company was N & E who have been stuck in Aberystwyth without a car and without the opportunity to explore the great land of Wales.  The trip turned more into showing off Wales more than anything else.

We arrived in the dying light of Friday afternoon after driving through Snowdonia with perfectly blue skies.  Relaxing after a tough week we chilled out after dinner with a few games and a screening of Twin Town.  It is about and takes place in Swansea (the wrong end of Wales from where we were) but a nice introduction into fine Welsh cinema.  Maybe a showing of Caught in the Act is next?

The next morning L made the bold move of making American style pancakes for the other four guests, all Americans.  She did quite a good job.  After breakfast we loaded up the cars and headed to Castell  Cricieth.  It was N & E’s first more-or-less real Welsh castle experience.  The weather was beautiful and we could see Harlech across the bay and four paramoters above town.  It was going well until Siena barked/yelled at me for climbing on the walls.

Beaches of Cricieth

Beaches of Cricieth

After the castle we headed over to Portmeirion for a picnic lunch (remember this is January) and L, N, & E spent the rest of the afternoon touring Portmeirion and playing the role of the Prisoner groupies.  As Siena couldn’t walk around there, our family drove a few miles north to Beddgelert.  We took a nice riverside walk and visited the grave of the legendary Gelert.  Siena didn’t really know what to make of the dog statue.

Sunday night was spent doing something I have not done in a long, long time…we went bowling!  There is no full sized bowling alley anywhere near Aber so I had yet to go bowling in Britain.  Now I wasn’t expecting the whole Dude experience, but this was the smallest bowling alley I have been in at 8 lanes.  The wall paintings more than made up for that though:

Welsh Bowling

Welsh Bowling

After destroying everyone with my ~110, we headed back to the farm for a few more games.  On the way back to Aber we stopped at our two usual stopping places: Harlech Castle and Dyffryn Ardudwy Burial Chambers.  Upping the ante even more from Aber and Cricieth, N really enjoyed Harlech Castle.  The weather was great all weekend.  It was great to get away if only for a weekend.  I think it was good for the others too.  I know we have at least two more converts to the “Siena is the best dog in the world” fan club.

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A Very Giggleswick Christmas and a Wigglesworth New Year

Wednesday, January 5th, 2011

We decided to stick around Britain this Holiday season and thankfully we did or we may not have got out.  Yes, the snow caused quite the headache for travelers and the general populace alike (see the previous post).  I spent Christmas Eve like all ye merry gentlemen by descending upon the town to purchase last minute things.  I was a little concerned about getting all the gifts in the post this year when the snow hit, but, fortunately, things arrived just in time and our quiet Christmas morning was spent opening presents with IAC in her kerchief and I in my cap.

After celebrating with each other, we next celebrated with the community.  One of our Christmas traditions is to volunteer and this year we volunteered with St. Michael’s church to help put on a Christmas dinner.

Next we headed over to M’s house for our Christmas meal.  We joined seven other stragglers in Aber and spent the next few hours talking about Christmas traditions in China, Taiwan, New Zealand, Turkey, the Czech Republic, and Slovakia.  We had a great time and went well into the night.

After a day recovering we then headed out to the Yorkshire Dales in England arriving mid-afternoon.  We booked a small cottage in the cute, Dickensian town of Grassington.  Our cottage was a small studio with a king size bed.  As I only planned on hiking and lounging in bed for the next three days, I had no problem with the arrangement.  The first afternoon (well, 90 minutes of sunlight left) was spent strolling around the snow blanketed town.  A quick dinner and some movie watching capped off our first Yorkshire day.

The second day we had big plans for hiking around Malham.  Starting from the park HQ, we headed through town and up to Malham Cove.  There was still a few inches of snow on the ground from the previous week’s storm so we bundled up and put on our waterproofs and walked the trail to the base of the old waterfall.  The limestone and feeble creek at the base seemed incongruous with the 200 foot cliff in front of us.

Me approaching Malham Cove

After exploring the base we climbed the myriad of snowy/slushy stairs to climb to the top of Malham Cove for the view over the moors.  On top of Malham Cove is a limestone pavement that was featured in the latest Harry Potter film.

Top of snowy Malham Cove

Circling back to the town of Malham we headed toward the village’s dog friendly pub where we joined labs, pugs, and greyhounds in a late lunch/early dinner of real Yorkshire cuisine including a pudding.  The meal was so filling that it fed us both lunch and dinner that day.

The next day we explored a little further west and visited one of the places that IAC has wanted to visit since first setting foot on these shores.  We headed straight for the town of Giggleswick (passing near Wigglesworth along the way).  She could hardly contain her…giggles.  A couple of photos later and a drive by Settle’s Ye Olde Naked Man Cafe, we drove to Clapham, parked the car, and walked into the hills.  Our destination was the Norber erratics, a series of large boulders that were moved up the mountain by the last ice age and deposited on limestone pedestals.

A Norber erratic

The walk was well enjoyed by us and Siena.  Unfortunately, we weren’t expecting such a long walk and we missed out climbing Pen-y-Ghent and just caught the last rays of sunlight falling on the psychedelic sheep near the Ribbleshead Viaduct.

Our last day in Yorkshire was spent driving out of the Dales for a little stroll and breakfast in Skipton (thanks for the recommendations R) and a short drive south to Haworth, home of the Brontes.  Just east of Haworth is the village of Stanbury and the start of our walk into the Bronte/Haworth Moors.  We relived the lives of Heathcliff and Catherine while walking through moors.

Yesterday afternoon set in misty and cold.   I had half a mind to spend it by my study fire, instead of wading through heath and mud to Wuthering Heights.

Walking the moors to Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights was inspired by a house called Top Withens.  The ruins are every bit as bleak as described in the novel.  I think it was an advantage to go through the moor in December with heavy fog in the air.   It made me feel like I got the true experience.  I don’t know how big a fan Siena was of Emily Bronte’s writing, but she enjoyed the walk because she spent the entire time hunting and flushing birds.  Leaving the Dales we returned home for a few quiet days to rest before facing 2011.

Happy New Year everyone!

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A Little Homecookin’

Sunday, October 31st, 2010

This past month I flew back to the US to visit some friends from my primary school days.  Did I say I flew back to the US? I meant Texas. We decided to take advantage of Indigenous People’s Day and all meet up in Dallas for a long weekend.  As it took me 36 hours of total travel time to get there, it isn’t surprising that I was 1) jet lagged and 2) delayed in my arrival.

After a night catching up with each other and sleep, we all headed down to Austin for the weekend.  Riding I-35 reminded me a lot of the differences between here and there.  The two most obvious features were the lack of green hills and the interstate being so wide and straight.  Then I noticed the white duallies on the road.  I guess I am not alone in noticing/being repulsed by them.  Throw in the usual guns and God signs/campaign posters/churches and you got Texas.

We arrived in Austin after the drive and my realization that I have longed for a quality conversation about the NCAA realignment and the prospect for Illinois’s men’s basketball team in the next few years.  Now Texas, for all its…charm, has a very important thing going to for it, the food.  I was reminded of this at our first dinner when we went to Oasis.  Oasis also reminded me how everything is bigger in Texas.  This restaurant seats over 2000 people, has a full stage with live music and has deck  seating overlooking Lake Travis.

Moonset over Lake Travis

I think it was building a hotel too!  The food was my first non-Danish/non-English/non-Taco Bell Tex-Mex food I have had in a long time.  Let’s just say that two bowls of chips and salsa didn’t slow me down from eating my main dish.  Neither did the margarita.

On Sunday we drove farther south to the town of New Braunfels to tube down the Cormal River.  We ended up rafting with Felger Tube Rental.  Now, most people would think that tubing down a river in the middle of October may not be the smartest thing to do, but it was at least 85 out which is about as hot as I have been all year.  That didn’t stop the resident Texan from complaining how cold it was.  Tubing, you gotta love a past time that involves sitting on an intertube, floating down a river, and drinking beer.  Later that night we capped the evening at Logan’s.

The next day we again headed out of Austin again, this time our destination was the BBQ capital of Texas, Lockhart.  Lockhart is a small town a short drive outside of Austin.  However, BBQ and Lockhart together go back more than a century.  There apparently was a family feud a number of years back so there are now three main BBQ houses in town: Kreuz Market, Smitty’s Market, and Black’s.  We decided to sample the first two, and spent a Columbus Day afternoon trying various kinds of BBQ.  Texas BBQ is a BIG deal in Lockhart and not meant to be taken lightly.  Fortunately, our resident Texan could guide us through the process (outlined pictorially below)

Step 1: Gather a lot full of post oak for smokers

Step 2: Order Lean or Fat

Step 3: Eat meat with fingers, white bread, and paper

Based on our limited sampling of food, I am going to have to give the slight edge to Kreuz’s Market.  The food was slightly better and the atmosphere of the dining room was a little better.

My last stop in Texas was back in Dallas.  We took an hour to visit Dealey Plaza.  We were too cheap to go to the 6th Floor Museum, but we walked around the Plaza and took in the view from the grassy knoll.  The most curious part of the visit was the use of the word allegedly.  I suppose it is not in the interest of the museum nor Dallas to accept the lone gunman theory.

After saying goodbye to M, S, and T, I boarded a plane to Pittsburgh to meet up with IAC for the weekend.  One of the highlights of this leg of my journey was the trip to Fallingwater.  Growing up in a town which hosts a Frank Lloyd Wright house, I have always been partial to his architecture, and hey, he’s half Welsh!  But Fallingwater is the creme de la creme of  his works.  It doesn’t hurt his architecture to place his house in the middle of the woods which happen to be full of color the weekend we visited.  The house and grounds are gorgeous and yet pretty small.  Then again, I wouldn’t complain about the size of the rooms if every room has it’s own private balcony.  The only thing I will complain about is his issue with people taller than six foot.  I will let the thousand word pictures finish this post.

Fallingwater from above

Us in front of Fallingwater

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Happy Hallowe’en

Sunday, October 31st, 2010

Dragon-o-lantern

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Copenhagen

Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010

With the students coming back in the next few days (gulp), we decided to take one last holiday piggybacked on Dan’s latest business trip.  Good thing, too, because København is very expensive!
Dan got a head start and spent a few days in a southern suburb, Præstø, with his colleagues.  Before I arrived, he threw caution to the northern wind and had Mexican food.  We met up on Thursday morning and proceeded to spend the rest of the day taking in our first impressions of København, Denmark, and Scandinavia.  We first took a canal boat tour to get the lay of the land and water and saw many cool buildings from the water.  We invested in the 72 hour cOPENhagen card which got us free access into many museums and attractions.  It was a really good deal as it gave us access to the public transportation system, too.  With the card, we gained free entry into Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek, Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, Maritime Museum at Kronborg Slot, Rosenborg Slot, Tivoli Gardens, the Zoo, and got a free book at the National Museum (which is free entry anyway). Some highlights from the trip:
We really enjoyed the modern art at Louisiana.  It has been a while since we have been to a modern art museum, but this one featured a lot of Danish artists and now more international artists, too.  We both were particularly impressed with the Sophie Calle exhibit, Take Care of Yourself, and her other pieces.  There was a cool sculpture garden overlooking the sound and Sweden where we recognized a familiar artist, Joan Miro, whom we admired last year in Barcelona.

Henry Moore at the Louisiana

Kronborg Castle is better known to the world as Hamlet’s castle.  You know, Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, the indecisive one?  Shakespeare said he lived at Elsinore Castle or Helsingør in Danish.  It was amazing to learn so much history about this castle, Danish kings of yore, and some of the country’s history at this castle.  Even though the inside is quite bare, there are some pretty impressive tapestries and rooms.

Overlooking the courtyard and the sound of Kronborg/Elsinore Castle

The Round Tower was built as a center for scholarship and included a church, library, and observatory.  It is a long windy stairless climb to the top, but then we were rewarded with some great views of the copper rooftops of the city.

Many copper rooftops in Copenhagen

Rosenborg Slot is not nearly as bare as Kronborg and gave us a more complete account of some of the royal lives.  It is also the current treasury where the crown jewels are held.  The crowns and jewels are very impressive indeed.  Wouldn’t it be nice to try them on just for a minute?

The Queen's crown and the Crown of Absolute Monarchy

The Danish Resistance Museum shows how the Danish survived WWII.  Apparently, their nonviolent resistance to the Nazis is upheld as one of the few examples in international history of a success story.  This free museum wasn’t even mentioned in any of our guidebooks but was well done and worth our time there.

Green=Nazi occupied, Red=Axis allies occupied, Blue=Fighting the Nazis

The Ice Bar is a tourist trap, but we had a great time there.  Almost entirely made of ice, we enjoyed our drinks in glasses made of ice while sitting on seats made of ice.  We could only stand to be in there for 45 minutes, but it was fun to be there and act silly making ice jokes.

Icy Coolness at the Ice Bar

The National Museum was our last stop, and we only squeezed in an hour there.  But seeing the impressive exhibits on early Danish people up to the Vikings was fascinating and worth our time.

Early Danish lur horns from the Bronze Age, sacred musical instruments

Although we weren’t overly impressed with the food, we did enjoy a couple of Danish delicacies.  First, the pastry: we call it a “Danish” since it was popularized by them but actually the Danes call it a “Viennese” since the flaky bread was learned from Viennese bakers.  One can only hope that the Viennese call these Brazilians or something, but that is unfortunately not the case.  Second, the smørrebrød brings a new appreciation for rye bread and pickled herring, neither of which tempted me previously.  Third, we did as the Danes do and grabbed a hot dog at a polse stand.  Completely enjoyable experience and as far as I am concerned, the correct dog to bread ratio.

Downing dogs in Denmark

Other fun things we saw/did:
Tivoli is much like any other amusement park, although we did get to see a Danish pantomime.  Unlike the British panto, the performers are actually silent.  Also unlike the British panto, our fairy tale does not end happily.

Danish Panto, the silent variety

Dan enjoying the Demon roller coaster at Tivoli

We went to the free city of Christiana aka hippyville where the weed grows copiously and everyone is into free love and no rules.  We looked around for 20 minutes, shrugged, and said to ourselves, “We lived in San Francisco for 3 years, nothing new here.”

The rules of Christiana

Carlsberg Brewery is no longer based in København, but we saw the awesome elephant gates and conjured positive vibes that they would send some business to Dan’s company.

Elephant gates at Carlsberg Brewery

Copenhagen Zoo is apparently a 5 star tourist attraction.  It was free with the magic card, so we took a quick whirl around.  Our favorites were the elephants, red pandas, kangaroos, tapirs, penguins, prairie dogs, and of course, the Nordic animals like wolves and polar bears.

The most Nordic of Nordic animals at the zoo

We had a really nice time there, although we really only did the touristy stuff.  Besides those activities, we weren’t really sure what the locals did there.  Unlike many other cities that have very clear personalities and draw us back for multiple visits, Copenhagen didn’t give me a good sense of what it was about or make me want to visit again anytime soon.  It also made me question whether I want to visit Stockholm (expensive!) or Oslo (even more expensive!) anytime soon.  Not to say that we didn’t have a wonderful time, but we may prioritize it lower than other places we still want to explore.  At least for the next few weeks, our feet are planted on the ground.

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Americans in Paris

Saturday, September 11th, 2010

The summer is drawing to a close which means that weather in Wales may actually improve.  It also means that it is time to look back at another year together.  We took advantage of the August bank holiday to nip off to Paris for the long weekend.  It was a great opportunity to revisit Paris for my first time in 14 years and to catch up with some old friends.  We caught a Friday night flight from Birmingham directly to Paris and caught the RoissyBus directly to the Opera.  We stayed at the Hotel Helios Opera in the 9th.  It was a great little place in the heart of a Paris shopping district.

Saturday was spent with our friend P who moved to Paris a couple of years ago.  We charged him with showing us Paris from a local’s perspective.  He obliged.  We started the day by picking up some goodies from the nearby market (Mouffetard).  Breads, cheeses, wine, fruits, we bought it all.  We ate it all.  It was good.

The choices of cheese for our brunch

After the brunch/feast we headed out to explore the town on foot.  We stopped by the Mosque of Paris.  I am starting to pay attention to mosque architecture and design after reading about all the mosques and mausolea in Samarkand.  Next we walked through the Jardin des Plantes and its huge map of France.  From there we strolled along the Seine and entered the Institut du Monde Arabe.

The windows of the Institut du Monde Arabe

We took the elevator up to the cafe on the roof for a great overview of the city’s north and east side.  We could even see the Eiffel Tower through the adjustable windows on the west side of the building.  Neither of us had been up there before and recommend it as a great (free) place to take Paris in.  There are great views of the buttresses of Notre Dame.  After a quick look at the facade of Notre Dame and the long line of tourists waiting to get in, we headed back across the islands toward the Bastille and walked the Viaduct des Arts.  The Viaduct is an old elevated train line that has been transformed into a green park with a path, benches, art, and plants on either side.  Being elevated above the traffic provides a little noise reduction and gives you a different perspective on Paris architecture.

Deciding that walking around is not Parisian enough and with our buffet calories burned off, we headed to Belleville for some North African cuisine.  We came out of the metro station to see a busy street filled with people selling all sorts of wares.  There was the usual assortment of cell phone accessories and sunglasses but there were many people selling what looked to be cooked sweets and it was these people that were attracting all the customers.  We scanned the streets looking for a place to get cous-cous but were either thwarted because places were closed or no one was in them.  We figured since it was August and we were in Paris that would explain why places were shut, but it didn’t explain that lack of diners at the open places.  Then it struck us, the sweets, the empty restaurants, we came to Belleville looking for North African food during the middle of Ramadan.  Oops.  Nonetheless, we did find a place to get cous-cous as all of their other dishes wouldn’t be ready until after sundown.  It was great and the small restaurant filled to capacity by the end of our meal as the sun set and those observing Ramadan broke their fast.  We finished the day by meeting up with B and her boyfriend B who also happen to be in Paris this weekend for some wine not to far from St. Martin canal.

The next day began with another trip to a street market (d’Aligre), this time with our friends B and A.  We were treated to lots of fresh produce and French street music.  With our bellies full we set out to explore Paris the way green Parisians do, on Velib.  We biked over to Pere Lachaise and walked around the cemetery taking in the monuments to poets, singers, politicians, writers, philosophers, and the like.

IAC and Oscar

A quick stop at a cafe outside the cemetery and a short metro ride brought us to the Parc des Buttes Chaumont. We had some good weather and enjoyed seeing all the native Parisians enjoying their Sunday afternoon.  One of the goals of this trip was to see Paris from more of a local perspective and it was parks like this that let us feel miles away from touristy Paris.  The day ended with a drink in a cafe, a dinner in Le Marais, and some nighttime strolling.

A Parisian city view

With our local tour guides having to work, the Bank Holiday was left to us to plan.  A less than spectacular experience with Velib brought us to the courtyard of Le Louvre.  We did the cliched walk from the Louvre through the Jardin des Tuileries and ended up at the Musee de l’Orangerie.  We have both been to the Louvre so we were interested in an art museum that neither of us had been to.  This museum houses eight huge water-lily paintings by Monet along with other paintings by Cezanne, Renoir, Picasso, and others.

Continuing down the Champs-Elysees we were excited by the prospect of our lunch at a restaurant called L’Entrecote.  We arrived to find a small line out the door but with just two of we got the last table in the restaurant filled with local Parisians enjoying a lunch.  We heard about this place from our guide book under a section highlighting French frites.  The menu of this place is, well there isn’t really a menu.  When you sit down at your table you give your drink order and a doneness of your steak.  Shortly thereafter you are given a great starting salad with a hint of horseradish dressing to tempt your palate.  Next they give you a plate with slices of steak smothered in their special, vaguely Asian, sauce with the rest of the plate taken up by their frites, fries more in the American style than British.  The best part is when you finish your plate they fill it back up and you get to repeat the experience.  C’est bon!

Lunch finished, we next walked over to the Seine and to the Eiffel Tower and the Parc du Champs de Mars.  As it would be against our non-touristy philosophy to actually go up the Tower, we chose instead to sit on a bench and watch French school children playing in the sun and young Parisian lovers be oblivious to all the hundreds of people around.  Next we tried seeing the tea gardens at the UNESCO building (denied entrance), the Rodin museum (closed on Mondays), and Hotel des Invalides (arrived too late to make it worth our while), before grabbing a drink and doing some shopping/looking in the Saint-Germain des Pres area.  For dinner we headed up to Montmartre area and met up with P again for some traditional French cuisine; we had to have escargot and creme brulee before we could call our trip a success.  Our tiny restaurant (Cote 9eme) was the perfect was to celebrate our anniversary (our 8eme).  We capped the night (literally) with a walk up to Sacre Coeur.  Ok, so it was a bit touristy.

Our last day in Paris was spent directly or indirectly shopping.  After a short walk from our hotel, we explored Paris’s Passages.  These were narrow streets covered over with glass and decorated quite nicely in the 1800s and, one could argue, are the precursors to indoor shopping malls.  While they are run down at little now, they house shops by old book dealers, antique merchants, art dealers, and other odd shops (stamps, candy, doll repair, etc.).  Unfortunately, it being August and not between the hours of 1 and 3, most of the shops were closed.  The line of Passages took us down toward the National Library and past interesting architecture.

Our last activity of our trip was to experience the Parisian department stores Printemps and Galeries Lafayette.  Coming from a small town it is always an experience for me to go in giant department stores in big cities.  I knew these were pretty high-end when the departments are laid out not by target shopper but by brand name.  In the basement of Galeries Lafayette is a small demonstration kitchen where you can sign up about 8 at a time for cooking classes.  These classes can range from 30 minutes to 2 hours.  Knowing we would be short on time, we signed up for the quick 30 minute class with four other people.  We made a red mullet with zucchini and chorizo.  Unlike our other cooking classes we have taken, this one actually spent time to show us how to plate the dish.

The red mullet dish we made in our cooking class

It was a great long weekend trip to Paris.  We caught up with some old friends, saw some new things, and ate some amazing food.  Thanks P, S, B, and A for showing us a great time.

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