View from our window at our first B&B in Paris. Florence, our hostess, was great, and we miss her already! Thanks for everything, Florence!
The Tower taken from the Champ de Mars.
A typical Parisien cafe.
Eglise Saint-Louis-des-Invalides dome, under which Napolean is buried.
Le Royal Tour, where we had our first meal in Paris. Once we recovered from the prices, we enjoyed our meal.
Us and the Tower at dusk.
The Eiffel Tower at night, viewed from the right bank.
Our apartment in Paris and the Tower, to demonstrate how close we were!
Notre Dame cathedral.
Sanctuary of Notre Dame cathedral.
The west rose window. This picture does it little justice.
One of the many gargoyles seen on our walking tour in the heights of the cathedral.
Another gargoyle, keeping sentry over the city.
Stryga, the thinking gargoyle, with the Sacre Coeur, between his horns and his wings.
The bell at Notre Dame. No Quasimodo, though.
The Seine from the heights of Notre Dame.
The Luxembourg gardens in Paris.
The obilisk in Saint Sulpice church, through which one of the earlier international date lines ran. This church was central in The Da Vinci Code, which called it the Rose line.
One of the original international date lines, located in St. Sulpice Church.
The Louvre square with its grand pyramid.
The Louvre Pyramid.
The pyramid, glassy and still, as it was when it was first built in 1989.
Place de la Concorde. The center of the Place is occupied by a giant Egyptian obelisk decorated with hieroglyphics exalting the reign of the pharaoh Ramses II. It once marked the entrance to the Luxor Temple. The viceroy of Egypt, Mehemet Ali, offered the 3,300-year-old Luxor Obelisk to France in 1831. The obelisk arrived in Paris on December 21, 1833. King Louis-Philippe had it placed in the centre of Place de la Concorde on October 25, 1836.
Avenue des Champs-Élysées with the Arc de Triomph in the background. Can you hear the French national anthem??
Arc de Triomph at dusk. We had walked over 10 miles on our first full day in Paris. The fact that we were still awake by the time we got to this point was a triumph indeed!
The Metro entrance, as featured in Amelie, the famous French movie. Ursula is standing above the opening. We followed in the footsteps of Amelie, which we found online and printed for our reference.
Moulin de la Galette in Montmarte, often featured in the paintings of Renoir, van Gogh, and Picasso.
A corner pharmacy in the hilly suburb of Montmartre in Paris.
Au Marche de le Butte - the corner grocery store, central in Amelie's story.
Another Metro station featured in Amelie.
Scott and Ursula having a snack at a cafe in Montmatre. The photo was taken my a couple of ladies from Australia - fellow British colonists!
Scott in Montmarte.
Sacre Coeur in Montmartre, a wonderful suburb of northern Paris.
Sacre Coeur. From the earliest days , Montmartre has been a place of worship: the Druids, the Gauls, the Romans temples dedicated to the gods Mars et Mercury; St Peter's church rebuilt near the Royal Abbey of Montmartre on the XII century by King Louis the VI and his wife Adélaïde of Savoy; finally the Sacred Heart erected at the end of the XIX century.
The funiculaire in Montmarte, which was not operational when we were there. So we took the more than 300 stairs down the hill to the main level of Paris.
One of the giant legs of the Eiffel Tower.
Living wall at musee du quai branley, beside our apartment in Paris. It was quite unusual!
Venus de Milo, also known as Aphrodite of Milos. The statue dates to about 130–90 BC and was discovered on the Greek island of Milos in 1820.
The Louvre pyramid as seen from the museum's second floor.
Hammurabi's code of laws in the Louvre. I remember studying this in Grade 8 history and here it was!
Hammurabi's code of laws headpiece.
A close-up of hammurabi's code of laws in the Louvre. Cuneiform script is one of the earliest known forms of written expression. Created by the Sumerians from ca. 3000 BC.
The inverted pyramid inside the Louvre, a powerful image. The blade and the chalice from the Da Vinci Code.
Entering the Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris which covers 118 acres and established by Napoleon in 1804. It's the resting place of many famous people including Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Gericault, Chopin, Bizet and others.
One of the many roads in the Pere Lachaise cemetery in Paris.
The grave of Jim Morrison, who broke on through to the other side.
Chopin's grave. He's still got tons of admirers.
Should I stay or should I go?
Ursula in the cemetery crematorium. Each square is a plaque behind which the ashes of the dead are inserted.
From dust to dust.
Oscar Wilde's resting place. All the blotches are lipstick from the lips of women who believe the myth that by kissing his tombstone, they will be married within a year.
One of the many roads within the cemetery. Very peaceful.
Scott and Ursula at the pere lachaise cemetery. We just had a typical lunch of a baguette, cheese, and fruit, while sitting on a bench overlooking a greenbelt in the cemetery.
Our apartment next to the Eiffel Tower.
Cathedrale Notre Dame at dusk taken from the boat on the Seine on our last night in Paris.
One of the many bridges, under which we passed while on the Bateaux Mouches, the river barge which took us on our Seine River cruise.
The Tower aglow at night.
Us on the boat cruise, trying to take a self image with the Tower in the background. It worked - sort of.
French pharmacy (The Eiffel Tower Pharmacy, in fact) taken from the inside.
Photo of us taken by a Spanish couple, who had asked us to take a picture of them.
The Tower viewed from the Trocadero.
Us at the Trocadero. Picture was taken by a German chick, whom I impressed with my German language skills. Doch!
Ursula, our apartment, and the tower. Au revoir, Florence. Merci beaucoup!
On the TGV from Paris to Nimes. Enough of metropolitan life, time for Provencal country living.
Our B&B in St. Etienne-du-Gres, called Le Presbytere, because it has an 11th century Knights Templar chapel attached to it. Marie, our hostess, was very accomodating and really extraordinary!
The back garden. Just a beautiful B&B. Our host, Marie, was great and she kept a typical Provencal garden.
Back garden with view of the chapel attached. Our room was on the second floor, closest to the chapel, and it had a splendid view of the garden below.
The door opening to the stairway which led to our second floor room at le Presbytere near St. Remy.
Some of the many tables set up for breakfast in the garden. Note the door to the chapel.
The temple from inside with modern furniture. Quite a juxtaposition!
Our breakfast table, which greeted us everyday, just as it appears in the picture. Fresh baguettes, croissants, home-made confits, and French-pressed coffee waited for us every morning when we came down to the garden.
The sign for La Presbytere.
The Roman coliseum in Nimes, built in 1 AD. It is the best preserved coliseum from ancient Rome.
Side view of the coliseum, better showing its great condition.
Boule, the game of steel balls, a wonderful game and ageless traditional of Provencial men. Nearly every village has a boule-o-drome dedicated this game.
Jardins de la Fontaine Nîmes’s fountain Garden was France’s first public garden, created in 1750. The garden is a real sanctuary and is decorated with Roman statues around the waterways. In the gardens you can admire the romantic Temple of goddess Diana and the magnificent Magne Tower. The Magne Tower was built around 15 BC and offers fantastic views of Nimes.
The waterways were created to power the fabric mills. This fabric came to be known as denim, from "de Nimes." Very peaceful and a focal point of the city.
View of the olive orchards and vineyards from Les Baux, a citadel built on a high hill. Just wonderful views!
Les Baux as viewed coming up the winding road leading to it.
A portal with a view at Les Baux.
From within the perched village of Gordes, the valley spreads out before us.
Gordes, the perched village, in just one of many such villages, and is voted one of the most beautiful in France. This would be true if the tour buses could be kept out. Too many people!
One of the many fields of lavender in the Luberon region of provence. I can smell the air right now!
View of our chamber in La Presbytere, our first B&B (chambres d'hotes), near St. Remy-de-Provence. Au revoir, Marie, et merci beaucoup!!
Stairway at L'Abbaye de Montmajour.
Moulin de Daudet, the Daudet windmill, built on a hill near Arles in 1814.
The Barbegal aqueduct near Fontvieille (not too far from Arles), which we stumbled upon by chance. It's close to the windmill.
Market day in Cotignac, a small village in central Provence, where our third B&B was. The whole town comes out for market day. Everything and anything is bought and sold, especially foods of all kinds.
Castle ruins in Pertuis (near Cotignac) that we discovered by chance. Just follow the signs!
Picture of us at the Pertuis castle ruins. We trained a goat to point and shoot.
Cotignac, built from the valley all the way up the hillsides in all directions. A wonderful village with a great village square that had lots of space line by plane trees, with many great restaurants and shops.
Old lady feeding "her" chats supper. There were five altogether. This was taken from our outside restaurant table under the plane trees.
Chateau La Canorgue, where the movie, "A Good Year" was filmed. Based on the book by the same name by Peter Mayle. The gates have since been closed to maintain the family's privacy.
Poppyfield near Allemagne-en-Provence.
Lac St. Croix, a man-made lake in the gorges du Verdon. A spectacular view!
The river at the bottom of the Gorge du Verdon, the Grand Canyon of France. The river looks as though it could glow in the dark because of the alluvial deposits.
Bridge over the gorges, with a 600 metre drop below. Spectacular views. We drove around the entire gorge, on steep, narrow windy mountain roads, often with little or no guard rails. Not for the faint of heart!
The Verdon River winding its way through the opposite end of the canyon.
Our B&B, Les Oliviers, in Cotignac. This is the view from our room. Beautiful pool, which was most welcome after a long, hot day. Our hosts, Jean Claude and Yollande, were outstanding. Thanks for everything. Superbe!
Our breakfast table at Les Oliviers which always had a breakfast of fresh bread and croissants, homemade jams, and French pressed coffee waiting for us, just like le Presbytere.
Les Olivers B&B. Our hosts loved gardening again and it was a pleasure to stay here.
The beach in St. Tropez on the south coast. We had a nice picnic here before we drove the entire length of the coast to Nice, near where our last B&B was located.
Mediterranean hug on the coast.
Beautiful views were to be had all along this coastal Mediterranean route. This is taken just outside St. Raphael.
Along the Mediterranean coast en route to our last B&B.
June 21, 2007. We're celebrating our 10 year anniversary at La Blanc Manger, a restaurant in the Michelin guide, which also happened to be in La Colle-sur-Loup, where our last B&B was situated. The food and service was superb!!
View from bedroom at our last B&B, Ange Passe, in the French Riviera. Very tropical and peaceful. Many thanks to our host, Bernard, for all his local advice and his hospitality!
Antibes from the top of a hill where the original lighthouse stood.
St. Paul-de-Vence, the walled city high on a hill. Virtually impregnable!
The Monaco F1 tunnel. It was a thrill to ride on the same road that the greatest drivers in the world have driven. I took it a bit more slowly in our Citroen C5 rental...
The hairpin in Monaco, near the Casino du Monte Carlo. Note: due to an incorrect camera setting (indoor - arghh!), all the Monaco pics have a blue hue.
Casino Monte-Carlo with Ursula in the foreground. Place your bets!
Monaco harbour. Lots of dough!
The Royal Palace on the hill above Monaco.
At the exotic gardens near the royal palace in Monaco, where we had a nice lunch on a bench overlooking the Mediterranean.
Part of the F1 street course in Monaco.
Juan Manuel Fangio, who was the greatest F1 driver before Michael Schumacher broke his records.
Monaco Grand Prix starting grid.
Viva Ferrari!
St. Paul-de-Vence. Aloof, but not alone. Tons of tourists and shops to accomodate the tourists in this medieval village with narrow winding streets.
The Cote D'Azur, the coast of the French Riviera snapped just after take-off from Nice.