Friday, July 25, 2008
We decided to see two small towns while we were in Portugal. We got on our bus in Lisbon and drove along the waterfront, through the exclusive resort areas and arrived in the village of Cascais. Here we strolled through a small seaside flea market, purchased some trinkets and then wandered through the streets admiring the old buildings with their ornate inlaid tile work. The pictured building is a hotel that looks out over the marina.
From there we drove along the coast until we reached Cape West, the most westerly point on the European continent. The beautiful rocky coastline was reminiscent of coastal Maine.
Two thousand feet later we climbed to the beautiful mountain resort of Sintra. Like here in the states, it is a place to escape from the hot, muggy summer weather and enjoy cool, clean mountain breezes. After a walk around the steep streets we started back to the ship.
As we pulled out of the harbor we got great views of the monuments surrounding the Tagus. We passed under the April 25th bridge. Originally named the Salazar Bridge after the Portuguese dictator, It was renamed to commemorate the day in 1974 when the revolution began that turned Portugal into a democracy. This bridge was built by the same company that built our Golden Gate Bridge and bears much physical resemblance. On a large base and clearly visible from the water is the statue of Christ the King that looks like the one in Rio. On the bank of the river on the opposite side are the Monument to the Discoveries with Prince Henry the Navigator on the prow. He was not an explorer but started the school of navigation that trained the seaman who sailed for Portugal in its glory days. Most famous of those standing behind Henry is Vasco da Gama who led an expedition around Cape Horn and opened the trade route to India.
The final monument is Belen Tower built between 1515-21. Its purpose was twofold; it served as a watchtower to guard the harbor of Lisbon, but it was also to commemorate the feats of da Gama.
Paris street scenes
No matter how many times you see this it is still hard to believe the traffic in downtown Paris. It is not a driving experience for the nervous. Note the blue van to the right that decided he wanted to go in the other direction. When you reach the Arch de Triomphe there are 12 streets that converge at this point and there are no lights and no lane markers. We saw a woman in a smart car in the middle of the loop with her car stopped and her engine off. Apparently she was experiencing a "melt down" in the middle of traffic. No one seemed to notice; they just swerved around her and kept going. One other interesting maneuver is the tour busses circle twice, then cut a diagonal acxross the circle.
We searched everywhere for Quasimodo when we reached Notre Dame but he was nowhere to be seen. The catherdal is massive and the detailed gargoyles and statuary quite impressive. In fact, we felt the exterior quite overshadowed the interior. I guess that's just a matter of personal preference.
The plantings, decorative streetlamps and open air cafes and restuarants all add to the charm amidst the bustle of downtown Paris. We were treated to a marvelous lunch complete with plenty of wine to enhance the atmosphere.
And, of course, what trip to Paris would be complete without a stop at the Eiffel Tower. Here the shot is taken looking down the Seine.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Dover and Canterbury
There was no missing the white cliffs as we pulled into the harbor at Dover. They rose around us as we sat on the ship and continued as we boarded a motorcoach for our ride to Canterbury. In the last picture, high over the cliffs, the majestic Dover Castle of Henry II sits, perched there in its splendor since the 12th century. From this vantage point it has stood as the protector of the gateway to England for centuries.
At the top is Canterbury
Cathedral home of the Church of England since the time of Henry VIII. It was in this church's chamber room that four knights, taking literally the cry of Henry II "won't someone rid me of this worrisome archbishop," murdered Thomas Becket. The sculpture pictured hangs above the exact spot where the murder took place. The lighting completes the depiction of the four swords.
We arrived at 10:30 Sunday morning and were fortunate to be able to attend the 11 am service which was sung by the boy's choir. It was moving and had an intimacy unexpected in a church of this size.
After the service was over we took pictures of the interior which had an elegant beauty about it. We felt blessed to have arrived in time to to share in this wonderful experience. In our own way we had come centuries later and walked the way of the pilgrims "the holy blissful martyr for to seek."



At the top is Canterbury
Cathedral home of the Church of England since the time of Henry VIII. It was in this church's chamber room that four knights, taking literally the cry of Henry II "won't someone rid me of this worrisome archbishop," murdered Thomas Becket. The sculpture pictured hangs above the exact spot where the murder took place. The lighting completes the depiction of the four swords.We arrived at 10:30 Sunday morning and were fortunate to be able to attend the 11 am service which was sung by the boy's choir. It was moving and had an intimacy unexpected in a church of this size.
After the service was over we took pictures of the interior which had an elegant beauty about it. We felt blessed to have arrived in time to to share in this wonderful experience. In our own way we had come centuries later and walked the way of the pilgrims "the holy blissful martyr for to seek."



The next morning we woke heading into Amsterdam harbor. Our first stop was the flower market. Even though it was not in full color as the tulips were past blooming this year, it was still full of many seasonal flowers and booth after booth of bulbs for sale. Up and down the streets were pedal cabs like the one pictured here and everywhere there were bicycles and bicycle parking lots jammed with thousands of bikes. We certainly had to wonder how anyone could find where they had parked. According to our guide many of them are simply abandoned.There was not a comfortable feel about walking the city streets. It was very crowded and everyone seemed to be in a hurry. We did take an interesting boat ride through the canals and saw lots of old Dutch architecture.
In the port guide we were given on the ship, Amsterdam was described as an "amoral city." We were intrigued by the captain's elaborate explanation of the difference between a coffeehouse and a cafe. If you want a cup of coffee in Amsterdam you need to find a restaurant or a cafe. Coffee is not sold at coffeehouses; there one buys and sits to smoke marijuana--licensed and perfectly legal. However, smoking cigarettes is not permitted!
As we walked along the downtown canalfront looking for a Christmas ornament, we passed the building pictured. Inside the doorway stood a wonam dressed in black fishnet stockings and heels with her leg up on a stool. This too was perfectly legal in Amsterdam.
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