dec 19, 2013 PARIS

The Christmas holiday started friday 12/19.  we picked corri up from school and headed to paris.  for the next few weeks we will be on the road.  from paris to germany, to turkey, to not sure yet.   corrinne has been jones-ing to see the Eiffel Tower for some time now.  here was her chance.  cindy was able to rent a small apartment with a reasonable view of the tower  so we were able to see it the night we arrived.  very special.  the majority of the first day was spent at the Eiffel Tower.  climbed the stairs about 1/3 the way up and then took an elevator to the top.  fantastic views of the city.  very cold but fab.    that eve we went to see the christmas lights in the shopping district and then back to the tower on time to see the tower light up like a sparkling Christmas tree.  A fine time had by everyone in paris.  The next day i woke up earlier then the ladies and headed to the corner cafe.  I nursed a cappuccino for an hour  while i observed the Cheers-like atmosphere.  the barista knew most of the folks that came in and had their coffee in the works before they sat down  everyone knew everyone.  this is what starbucks was probably aiming for when they started.  later we visited notre dame cathedral where they were in the middle of mass.  the choir was fantastic.  next, off to the arc de triomphe, then strolled down the famous shopping street champs-elysees ,  thru a long Christmas market and ended at the louve.  by that time everyone was tired so it made no sense  to try and conquer the louve.  and the line was very long, even at 4 pm.  seeing the mona-lisa will have to wait for another time.  back to the apartment for a bit of down time, out to look at the tower one last time, then to dinner were cindy claims to have the best salad of her life.  very exciting. up tomorrow @ five am for flight to germany.

at the airport duty shop in Paris, CM's first sighting of the tower

our second sighting of the tower.  this from our bedroom window

when we arrived at the Eiffel Tower park Corrinne saw two college girls doing the Eiffel Tower leap.  what big girls do, she does.

another leap

monkey see

The one and only

at the top very feeeeeeezing

there is a champagne bar at the top.  you are supposed to drink Champagne when you reach the top.  everybody's doing it. some say they don't remember walking down.

Christmas light display at the world famous Lafayette department store

chilly night in Pari

in front of the fabulous Notre Dame Cathedral

arc de triomphe

Corrinne decided the parisian pigeons didn't need kicking

Americans at the Louve

December 4, 2013, Fez Morocco

We found a very inexpensive flight to Fez, Morocco.  so we took it.  live and learn.  the cheap flight meant flying there on Thursday afternoon and back on saturday morn.  so basically, one and a half days in fez.  not even close to enough time to really experience the place.  the newer city of fez surounds the ancient part of Fez, called the medina.  the medina is miles of narrow pathways winding here and there with venders selling just about anything you might want from toothpaste to custom forged and pounded brass decorative pieces.  we stayed in an old house (dar), built in the 1300's and recently restored, upgraded, and turned into a B&B by a very nice irish couple  (brian & mary) who run the place.   it took brian 4 years to upgrade the dar.  it was a beautiful place that maintained all the original detail that arabian architecture is known for.  the door to our room was 14 feet tall.  it was a short visit but great fun and perhaps we will be able to return in the near future.  if anyone would like to visit morocco and go camel riding in the desert and visit the tuesday market in the mountains outside of fez, let me know.  the locals say the tuesday market is a great market to pick up a old rugs  and strong donkeys at 25% of the prices offered in town at the marina.  75% off !!,  thats got to be a great price for a strong donkey.

 the door to our room was so big they cut smaller doors in the big doors

 the steps to one of the oldest libraries in the world

for sale

morocco is a former french colony.  the french love their tasty treats

in the medina

a carpet merchants shop

w/  said merchant.  a happy fellow

these are the vats used to color leather.  each vat is a different color.  the white ones are full of lye which is used to remove the animal's hair from the hide which turns into leather

after watching the leather creation process,  you get the strong sales-pitch to buy the  final product,  from boots & bags to   stuffed chairs for your hooka man cave.  we did not buy.  part of the cheap flight deal was;  you cant check luggage

November, 27 bedroom forest

corrinne had a friend over this weekend and they were looking for something to do.  its cold here in barcelona, and all the leaves are falling, so this is what we came up with.

Corrinnes room is a forest for a few weeks.  Happy thanksgiving.

Granada november 18, 2013

wow,  it has been a month since my last post.  we have been living a regular life for the past month. nobody wants to hear about taking corrinne to/from school, barcelona vs. madrid big game, martini party with the slackers, researching future trips (mostly CB), reading in the park, great walks around barcelona searching out the best pastries.  the other day i walked past a small pasteria that had  a floor-to-ceiling window with an unobstructed  view of the guys setting up dough into loaves and sliding them into the oven.  i  stayed and watched the bakers for over an hour. they put the loaves in the oven and i was still there when they came out.  after a while the bakers started giggling about something.  pretty sure it was about the wack-job with his face glued to the window.  foreigners, what are you going to do with them.

Slackers: a group of men living in barcelona with plenty of free time.  about six years ago some of the fathers at Ben Franklin school decided to get together at a bar to watch a barcelona football game.  it was probably their wives that instigated the gathering, tired of their men hanging around the apartment.  so the guys named themselves "the slackers" (or their wives did).  the group changes yearly, as new guys move to barcelona and embrace the slacker lifestyle and some leave to re-enter reality. this is a group of guys that are happy to hang out with all comers, so it is not really limited to the non-employed.  regardless,  they are living large. it is not uncommon for them to meet for lunch at 1 pm,  move the party a few times and end up on a slacker's boat playing cards @ 2 am the next morning. i can't say i am a frequent slacker participant, but the times i have shown up i have been welcomed.

Granada, Spain.  we went there this four day weekend.    Katharine, Daron, and their two children Lucy and Malcolm invited us to tag along with them to this lovely, very cold city, in the south of spain.  in granada, is the ancient palace compound of "Al Hambra" (not named after a city in southern california). Al Hambra was the palace of the moor kings until the moors were driven out of spain in the 1400'ishes.   it is considered the most beautiful biulding in spain, if not the world.  it is indeed, pretty amazing.  the moors were muslems  from Arabia who conquered spain  around  1000 AD ( i think (give/take 100 years)).  the buildings are of arabian decore with an amazing amount of detail. you could spend the whole day going thru the various buildings.  the detail is amazing. the place was so compelling that the monarchy that conquered the moors did not destroy the palace.  they just moved in (after making the conquered moor king sign a "declaration of defeat" in his own throne room).  Ferdinand and Isabel ruled spain from here and columbus came here to make his pitch to ferdanand for help discovering a new route to India.  as we know, Chris dropped the ball and discovered the americas instead, and the spanish moved into california and names a bunch of california places after spanish places.  the city of granada spain is located in the foot-hills of the sierra nevada mountains.
it was a very nice trip with some very nice people.  what else could you want?
unfortunately, as it is, we have no great pictures of granada.  we are working with an i-phone camera that does not take the best photos.  it is posable that Daron and Katherine took some better photos, if they send them to me i will add them to this post in the future.

Lucy with a plate of churros waiting to be dipped in chocolate

churro maker,  much like dads donut machine

just one of many doors

another door

dinner overlooking Al Hambre palace in the background

the three musketeer, Malcom, Lucy, Corri

Al Hambra from one hill over 

Valencia. Oct 15 2015

another three-day school holiday weekend, so we found a train and headed south a few hundred miles south to my new favorite spanish city: valencia.   growing up in southern california,  valencia oranges are plentiful.  i have a tree in long beach that i miss very much.  store bought oranges (like tomatoes) never taste as good as home grown.  Well, come-to-find-out (after 51 years), the valencia orange is not named after the city in california.  valencia orange  trees were brought to california from valencia spain during the time of the spanish occupation of cal/mexico.  these lovely oranges are named after an equally lovely city.  spain's third largest city, with  900,000 people.  relaxed and laid-back, valencia has miles of Mediterranean beaches, Europe's largest aquarium, a science center, a central cathedral (of course), and most importantly, an excellent market with fabulous pastries.  in any city i am always drawn to its market and cathedral.  the cathedral in valencia, ingesia de san agustin  (church of saint agustin), has, in it's possession, "The Holy Grail."  true story, no rumor. The Holy Grail, is the chalice (cup) that Jesus drank from at the last supper.  they claim to have it.  The Holy Grail is prominently displayed, with security, in a small chaple off the main floor of the cathedral.  your eyes are probably skeptically rolling around in your head, as were mine.  but i did very little research and found that the experts think that there is a lot pointing to the authenticity of this challis.  there is a documented trail to follow, starting with the owner of the house where the last supper took place.  so who can say? not I, and being the base coverer that i am,  i asked El Padre if i could have a tiny sip, you know, in the interest of saving my soul and all.  he was not to keen on the idea.  it was worth a shot.

The Holy Grail

no sipping, but for 2 euros we could climb the cathedral bell tower and view the city from on high.

while we were up there the bell chimed 12 noon.  those big bells are loud.

cathedral tower in background

almost to the top

they must not have gotten a sip either,  they are still searching

Valencia also claims to be the birthplace of the classic spanish dish "paella," and a shake made of tiger nut called "horchata".  i am not a big fan of either, but corrinne really likes the horchatta.

fresh valencia orange juice in the square

Paella,  is a slow-cooked rice dish with spices and  assorted additives,  sea food, chicken,   veggies, etc.

horchata is  milkless, but they call it a shake.  it's ground tiger nuts, water and spices (cin, nutmeg)

we went to the beach and our last morning we spent some time at the market where we found some fantastic pastry.

at the end of the day i was still standing.  some people just don't eat enough

i am fifty-one

who would have thought that i would be living in spain when i turned 51.  thanks to all for the birthday greetings.  we have not been gone long, but long enough that it is fun to hear from those back home.   my birthday was on monday, so we where in town because corri still has to go to school.  we have not let her drop out yet.  I had a very relaxing day.  cb and i went to lunch at my favorite pizza place, and we had a quite dinner at home.

looking pained because CB will not let me eat until she takes a photo

tuesday we joined some friends to see a guitar recital at a cathedral in the heart of barcelona.   the gothic cathedral, esglesia santa ana, was built in the 12 century.  attached to the cathedral is a monastery with a small gothic chapel in it's courtyard.  the recital was held in this small chapel, under candlelight.  very intimate, very very cool.  cindy later surprised me with a promissory note good for a bread baking course of my choosing.  i am looking at a course in northern italy.  seeya.    not a bad 51st.

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i have my first blog request.
from a financial standpoint, whats it like living in Europe?
well it's not that joyous.
 i am unaware of all the factors that go into currency valuation, but i am pretty sure there is a lot of politics involved.  after hearing about the economic difficulties that Europe has been dealing with over the last five years, how can the US$ be so weak against the european euro??  the current exchange rate is 1 european  euro costs US$ 1.30'sh.    add the weak $, to taxes on goods that go as high as 21%,  and you begin to miss america really fast.   we knew living in spain to be more expensive then the US but it is much more expensive than we expected.  additionally, you do not get as much for the same amount of money.  my US1.30 that equals 1 Euro will buy 1 pound of broccoli in the US but only 1/2 pound in spain.  the  $4 starbuck frapachino  cost $7.5 here.  i have not been to starbucks since i left the states.  interesting fact,  a can of coke here costs about the same as a can of beer, and a bottle of water costs more than both.  priorities baby, priorities.
we where frustrated because it took us a while to find a place to live, but there was an unexpected bonus in the delay.  it gave us time to get aquatinted with the expense realities we were facing, and we were able to adjust our housing budget to offset other costs.  we opted for a small apartment instead of the dream house, so we expect to be able to keep corrinne in food & clothes for the duration of our stay.  
although she's making it a challenge.  all of a sudden she is eating a lot more, and i think shes growing.
we have only been here a 6 wks and have had to buy two new pairs of shoes.  once, after spending most of the day walking neighborhoods,  she started doing the tired thing.  she cried loudly, "you guys don't feed me enough, and i'm going through a growth-spurt."  i assume bystanders did not speak english.  she got some strange stares,  but no-one turned us in. in foreign lands you can get away with malnourishing your kid.
conclusions:  you got to love America. the land of plenty, and tasty things.
i posted this and then went to pick up corrinne from school. it is wednesday, which is after-school treat day for corri.  this reminded me of another interesting expense.  more irritating than interesting.  businesses here like to charge more for nothing more than perceived value.  so today corri picked gelato as her treat.  a small cup of gelato is about the same as one scoop of ice cream back home.  here that cup is 2.6 euros, a little more than US$3.  but how many children want just one flavor of gelato.  well, for two flavors in the same size cup you are charged 3.4 euros, over US$4.  but you receive the same amount of gelato at either price.   go figure.

this is how i look after paying $4 for a scoop