Ciao!

After a very full day in Rome, we dragged back into our hotel hot and sweaty around 11:00 p.m. The final packing, showering, and preparing for the next day's departure commenced and I didn't get to bed until 12:30 a.m.

Tower Bridge in London

The alarm came went off at 4:30, and we were on the bus to the airport by 5:30 a.m. Our plane did not fly out until 10:00, but the time was spent standing in assorted lines and going to different terminals. We grabbed some breakfast snacks and ate them and then it was time to board the plane.

This was a 7 hour flight and we were served two meals. The first one was chicken and rice, and the second one was a turkey sandwich. I watched several movies and hoped to get some sleep. I may have slept on and off for about 2 hours.

Lunch in Montmartre, Paris

We arrived in Newark, New Jersey and had to go through customs, pick up our baggage, and recheck it in at a different terminal. We had been complaining about a four hour layover, but in the end we were glad that we had the time since we had so many lines to stand in and terminals to walk to. There were a lot of delayed flights and gates kept changing including ours. Our connecting flight was on time for the most part, and we were back on a plane for the nearly 6 hour flight into San Diego.

Our plane landed around 9:00 p.m. which was 6:00 a.m. in Rome. By the time we greeted our families, picked up our luggage, and headed home it was after 10:00 p.m. When I got home, I showed all of my souvenirs and shared a few stories with my family (except Zach who is now in Scotland for a month). Eventually, I went to bed around 11:30 p.m. It had been 29 hours, and I thought I'd sleep for a long time, but at 5:30 a.m. I was wide awake.

Colosseum in Rome

Over the past few days, I've gotten more sleep and am settling back into a schedule, but the memories and joy of my trip remain especially when I use my leather purse, wear my Murano glass earrings, or look at the other items I purchased. Tonight, I think I'll share some Limoncello with my family and start planning my return trip!

For those who wish to see my photos which now have captions, you can view them at these links:

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Back in Time - Rome in a Day part 2

The Colosseum

It's hard to believe that anything 2,000 years old could still be standing, but there it was - the Colosseum. 60% of the original building (built from 70 AD to 80 AD) is still standing. Some of it had been rebuilt after the Renaissance and other scavengers had taken away the valuable marble and metal fittings. Some had been destroyed in earthquakes, and some just had worn down. But there it was standing majestically as a monument to ages past, a place of both glorious and horrific acts. It was amazing.

Inside the Colosseum

Our local tour guide wasn't nearly as interesting as Simone had been at the Vatican, but he was knowledgeable and shared interesting facts, but the greatest moments were just touching the ancient stone, standing on a terrace looking out towards the staging area, and staring down into the underground passages where animals and humans were kept until show time. We even saw some Roman graffiti - drawings of animals scratched into a slab of marble that had been done by some spectator ages ago.

Roman graffiti

It is only a short walk to the Forum where there are ruins of temples and the Roman seat of power. We even got to see where Julius Caesar had been cremated. It was very interesting to see the configurations and levels of history. Many of the Roman temples had been converted into churches during the Renaissance. So you saw centuries of history converging together. It must be fascinating to be an archeologist and historian working on and around these ruins. At one point, we even walked past the prison where Peter and Paul were kept. It is believed that both were locked up in the underground dungeon before each was executed by the Roman empire.

It was a lot of walking this full day in Rome, and it wasn't over yet. Cars and buses are not allowed in the center part of Rome since it is so congested. So we walked to a restaurant for our last supper of the trip. We feasted on salad and what appeared to be all you can eat pizza. First it was cheese pizza, then a mushroom pizza, and finally a pizza with what looked like salami on it or it could have been an Italian version of pepperoni. I didn't try it. I was too full. Dessert was a refreshing small cup of lemon sorbet. The icy cold tartness hit the spot for our sweaty and exhausted bodies. We still had some more walking to do as the sun set to see the Parthenon and to do some more shopping. As we traversed, we'd come across public water fountains, were people would stop and fill up a water bottle or plug up the faucet and cause the water to flow out of a small hole in the top of the pipe where the water sprayed out in an arc so you could take a drink. The water supplied by natural springs regularly flows out of these pipes and is cool and rejuvenating.

Parthenon

Around 10:00 p.m. we climbed on to the bus and collapsed. It had been a crazy and full day and we were exhausted. We arrived back at the hotel around 11:00 p.m to take a much longed for shower, and pack up. We were leaving for the airport at 5:30 a.m. the next morning.

Rome in a Day Part I

The famous saying states that Rome wasn't built in a day, but that didn't stop us from attempting to see much of Rome in a day. And what a day it was! We were showered, breakfasted, and riding the bus to Rome by 8:00 a.m. It was our last day and the mood on the bus was quiet as many took the hour drive to reflect, gaze out the window, or nap.

As we entered Rome, the change was apparent. We had left a quiet countryside and had just entered the most congested city in Europe. Our bus driver maneuvered around the city streets with frequent honks of the horn and Italian expletives. The contrast between our London bus driver and our Italian bus driver was stereotypical. In London, our bus driver was quiet, reserved and rarely said a word to us or to our tour director. In Italy, our bus driver was expressive and vocalized a lot to our tour director about the pedestrians and other drivers. It was all in Italian of course, but if you sat near the front, you got a pretty good idea of what was being said.

St. Peter's Basilica

We had a 10:30 appointment at the Vatican, so we were dropped off outside Vatican City's walls and joined the throngs coming to visit. We met up with our local tour guide, Simone who was the epitome of an Italian man. He was young, very handsome, and charming. He was by far our most engaging tour guide, and very nice to look at too. At one point, I asked him if you had to be a practicing Catholic to receive a license to be a tour guide at the Vatican. He told me no, but that he was one of the rare few who was a devout Catholic who attend church every week and is happily married with three children. In reality only 5%-15% of the Italian population attend church every week, which is consistent with the numbers across Europe. The United States has a higher percentage at 30-50%, but all of the countries tend to have higher self-reporting numbers compared to actual church attendance records. It seems that regardless of the country we live in, when asked we tend to report that we attend church more often than we actually do.

Belvedere Torso

Simone took us through the Musei Vaticani (Vatican Museum) giving us the back stories, history, and interpretations of the many pieces of art we saw. The Vatican Museum is huge with many masterpieces. We saw collections of paintings, sculptures, and tapestries, and architecture. We saw ancient statues from the Roman empire, and learned why so many are missing arms and heads. When the Roman Empire fell and was invaded by the Barbarians many of the statues were overturned and the appendages were often broken at the weakest and thinnest points. We also saw statues where repairs had been attempted and the proportions or coloring weren't quite correct.

Eventually, we got to go into the Sistine Chapel and see the gorgeous frescos on the ceilings and the blue wall painted by Michelangelo. It was amazing. I wish I could have spent the day in there with binoculars. The lighting was dim and we weren't allowed to take any photos. This was to protect the paintings, but also because in 1980, Sony financed the cleaning of the frescos and there was a copyright agreement that doesn't allow any photos to be taken in the Sistine chapel until 2025. We actually got to see the before and after. The difference was stunning. Before the cleaning, the walls had a dingy grey cast to them. Once the soot and dirt was removed, the true colors are vibrant and beautiful. The Sistine Chapel is a showcase of Michelangelo's genius. Although he had never really painted before, he was pressured and threatened by the pope at the time to paint the ceiling. He had to learn how to paint frescos (where you paint on the wet plaster), and the result is breathtaking.

Baldacchino above the altar 

After the Sistine Chapel, we went into St. Peter's Basilica which was quite large. This church was built on what is believed the burial site of Peter. It has three levels built on top of each other. The lower levels are where the tombs are, but we stayed in the upper level where there was plenty to view. There is an altar that is reserved only for the pope. It was built by Bernini (another famous artist) who took travertine marble blocks from the Colosseum to build it and melted down bronze from the roof of the Pantheon to create this amazing canopy that stands over the altar. It appears that Italy was one of the first to recycle so many years ago.

Micro Mosaic reproductions

In St. Peter's we were allowed to take photos of the paintings. The reason is because they were not actual paintings. They were reproductions of paintings completed in tiny pieces of tile called micro mosaics. It was very impressive. Overall, the basilica is a beautiful building of the renaissance and baroque periods designed by and displaying the amazing talents of Michelangelo, Bernini, Donato, and Maderno.

The final stop at the Vatican was an official store where you could buy an item and even have it blessed. It would then be delivered to either your hotel or restaurant later in the day. There were many different rosaries and crosses that could be purchased along with jewelry, and figurines, and the store stayed very busy. I bought a pretty pair of earrings made from Murano glass that were 50% off the original price.

Lunch was a short walk a way from the area surrounding the Vatican to find some restaurants that were more reasonable in price. It was warm and humid in Rome, so we were ready to find a place where we could sit and have something cool to drink. The four of us ended up in a cute little restaurant and did our typical buffet style of ordering and eating. One thing we had to order was spaghetti alla carbonara which is Matt's favorite pasta dish from Italy. Janice's cousin had also told her to order it since it is different from what you can get in the U.S. That along with a sausage pizza, melon & prosciutto, and some gnocchi made for another delicious meal. I am hoping the miles of walking we had been doing would balance out the high calorie meals I was regularly consuming.

When in Rome...

The view from our balcony window.

When we arrived at our hotel in Rome, it was around 7:00 p.m. It is an older hotel that felt like it was a pretty luxurious hotel in the seventies. The bathroom had both a shower and a tub, as well as a bidet and regular toilet. The room had an old boxy T.V. with about a 12 inch screen. We had a balcony with a gorgeous view since the hotel is tucked into the side of a mountain. We tried very hard to open our balcony sliding door, but it wouldn't budge. A couple on the tour with us, said they couldn't get the door to shut. There was a two-inch gap when they attempted to close the door. The most interesting thing about this particular hotel was spacious lobby downstairs and the very large open space on our floor. There were no real hallways. Instead when you got off the elevator, you stepped into a very large room with a raised area in the center of the room surrounded by columns. Around the edges of the room were the doors to the guest rooms. It was almost like you could have some type of gathering in the center area like a party or a meeting. The open space was void of chairs or lecterns and the lighting was poor, so I'm not sure what the purpose of the design was and I was too tired to remember to ask at the front desk.

Dinner was at 8:00 p.m. They served us rigatoni al dente with marinara sauce (similar to what we had for dinner the night before) as the first course. Second course was slices of sour dough bread, meatballs, roasted potatoes, and salad. And dessert was a sponge cake with chocolate filling and frosting. On the table for the adults was a complimentary bottle of wine, and two large bottles of one of which was carbonated. Carbonated water is a common drink in Italy we discovered. The day before our bus driver had bottles of water for sale. When someone asked to purchase a bottle he asked "with gas or naturale?" When she replied natural, he looked at our tour director, David and said "Ay! Americanos!" David then explained that in Europe the people are surprised that Americans don't like carbonated water, since we drink so much soda. The Europeans really like carbonated water and think we are crazy.

After dinner, we sat around and chatted with the other adults from our group. There were two couples from Alabama who were chaperoning 4 teen girls, and another couple and a student teacher who were chaperoning 34 students from Wisconsin. We got to hear stories from one of the Alabama couples on how the husband had been a groomsmen in the first wedding of the wife. At the time, they really didn't know each other. And then years later, after her divorce, they went on a blind date and she didn't like him at all. It was a cute story and we all laughed a lot. The Wisconsin couple shared about their different experiences adopting two girls from China, and both Janice and I talked about our own stories of being adopted and being the grandma of adopted babies. It was very nice and relaxing getting to know everyone, but eventually the hotel staff kicked us out of the dining area.

Internet at this hotel was only available in the lobby. So the lobby was filled with teens from our group and two other groups trying to access the Wi Fi on their phones making it very sluggish and basically non-existent. After a while I gave up, and headed to bed we had an early wake up call and were going to spend the next day in Rome.

I see Assisi

Last night I slept the most that I've slept this entire trip. It was wonderful, but 6:00 a.m. still felt very early, and I was wishing for another hour or two to sleep some more. Our room in Florence was small, but nice. The bathroom had not only a toilet, but a bidet. Neither Janice nor I were brave enough to try it out. The shower had a handheld nozzle, but was mounted to the side wall opposite the shower curtain. As a result, I successfully flooded the bathroom floor. Good thing I had already used my towel and didn't need it again. I had about a 1/4 inch of water in some places to soak up. You only get one towel a person and sometimes not even a hand towel, so we have to be very careful about how they are used.

Breakfast was the best breakfast we've had so far. It seems that all of the restaurants provide meats and cheeses, yogurt and some bread. This hotel had all of this plus, eggs, bacon, cooked tomatoes and some type of white beans. The best though was the wonderful machine where you could get many different types of coffee and delicious hot chocolate. The line to the machine never stopped. I think everyone was getting the hot chocolate it was so good. After breakfast, we climbed into the bus for a 2.5 hour bus ride through Toscano (Tuscany). The countryside is gorgeous filled with vineyards and olive trees. We even passed a lovely field of sunflowers and a large lake. The province of Tuscany is hilly with small towns built on the top of the hills. These are the older buildings and the newer buildings are down in the valleys. The green landscape and the stone buildings are serene and calm. With the gentle movement of the bus, we got a chance to relax, reflect, and rest - a nice change from the frenetic pace we have been keeping.

A few kilometers outside of Assisi, we stopped at a little store that sold a variety of food items. They had samples available for us to try and it was fun to taste the different wines, olive oils, chocolate, and biscotti. They also had soaps and cosmetics made from olive oil. It was a great place to spend money, and I did. I bought some strawberry wine which they called baby wine since it only has about 5% alcohol.

Assisi is a lovely little town on the side of a hill. This is where St. Francis lived, served, and died. There is a large basilica named after him that contains the crypt of his remains and very famous paintings by Giotto. Giotto was an important painter during the beginning of the Renaissance. He had influence on many others since he was one of the first to begin to paint with perspective and shadow. Prior to Giotto most paintings have a flat look. The basilica has survived several earthquakes, the most recent one in 1997. Parts were damaged, but have since been repaired. You can see where the repairs have been made. Spots have different colored bricks, and sections of the paintings have been plastered over. It's kind of sad to see, but amazing that so much of this 700 year old building has survived. There are several churches in Assisi. One of them is for St. Claire who called herself St. Francis' first disciple. Because the city and these churches sit near the top of a hill, the views are gorgeous.

We walked through this quaint city with steep narrow streets stopping in cute little shops that sold handmade and painted pottery, leather shoes, food, and of course the standard souvenirs. As we walked along the streets we'd see a friar or monk. They wore brown robes just like the Padres mascot, but they didn't have the same haircut. One store we went in was filled to the brim with pottery. There were stacked bowls and platters, pitchers and bottles, and more. They were all hand painted in colorful patterns. Both Janice and I decided to buy something and we had a lovely conversation with the man at the counter. Turns out he went to school in L.A., as a business major (although he said he "studied economics") and came home to help run the family business. They have one production site in the valley with a shop in Assisi and several around the world. He is in the process of opening a shop in L.A.  that is connected with the Pacific Design Institute.

Lunch was the most authentic we've had so far. David took us to a little restaurant that made wood fired pizzas. Aubri ate lunch with one of the girls she has gotten to know on the trip, so it was Janice, Jennifer and I at the table. We decided to share several dishes and it was perfect. We had an antipasto salad, melon and prosciutto, and a four corner pizza. The salad was huge with different types of lettuce, red ripe tomatoes, corn, and chunks of cheese. We had oil and vinegar on the table so we made our own salad dressing. I had never had melon and prosciutto before, and it was so good. The salt of the thin ham and the sweet of the cantalope are a wonderful combination. Our pizza was a thin crust with a very fresh tomato sauce and mozzarella. It was divided into four sections with a different topping on each. One section had ham, the next had artichokes, then mushrooms, and finally black olives (that weren't pitted). Not only was the food delectable, but the atmosphere was warm and inviting with brick walls that formed a unique ceiling and windows that looked out over the hillside.

We spent about three hours exploring Assisi and walking through the basilicas. I would love to go back and stay in a bed and breakfast there. It was such a lovely place. It was a three hour ride to Rome. Along the way we saw more sunflower fields and green hills. Our hotel is about an hour outside of Rome in a tucked away mountain area, so we didn't go into the city, but had a late dinner at the hotel and settled in early. Tomorrow is our last day and it will be action packed as we tour Rome.

Buon Giorno Italia!

The night train was a fun experience, and I did get a little sleep, although not the 7 hours I was hoping for. My alarm went off at 5:00 a.m., and then it was a wait to use the restroom and to get freshened up. We arrived in Milan and caught another train to Florence. We ate our breakfast on the second train which consisted of yummy French tarts that Jennifer had purchased for us and leftovers from our dinner.

We arrived in Milan around 9:00 and dropped our suitcases off at the hotel. The buses are not allowed into the city, so we said goodbye to our bus driver until the morning and started walking toward the center of Florence. The Italians call Florence Firenze. Apparently Florence is an obsolete name although the rest of the world still calls it that. Firenze is the capital of Tuscany and it is a darling little city.

Our first stop on our walk was a leather making company called Leonardo's where we learned how leather boxes were made and how to tell real leather from fake leather. I even bought myself a cute little orange purse at a price I would never spend in the U.S., but what can I say? I'm in Italy!

After the leather shop was a walking tour of the city with Martina, a local guide. We walked to the different sites in the city and she shared a lot of history with us. It makes me realize how little I know about European history. Their history is much longer than ours and I get confused with the all of the characters in the story.

There were lots of statues all over the city in different piazzas. I saw a replica of the statue of David in the Piazza della Signoria along with many other original statues. The original David was in the piazza until it was moved to one of the museums. We also saw a very old bridge. The oldest in Florence about 700 years, and the Duomo which is also about the same age and is comprised of a cathedral, a bapstistry and a bell tower. With it's high domed roof and it's unique to the region marble, it was a site to see.

Lunch was at a local cafeteria that had many traditional Italian food. I had tortellini, caprese salad, and bruschetta. I also tasted some of Jennifer's lasagna which was very rich with a creamy sauce instead of a tomato sauce. After lunch we were on our own, so we walked through the narow streets doing a little site-seeing, shopping, and of course eating some gellato.

We were supposed to go on an afternoon trip to Pisa, but because not enough signed up for it, the trip was cancelled. In some ways this worked out, because we were able to walk back to the hotel, take showers, and rest for a few hours before dinner. Dinner was a little later than normal back near the statue of David. After dinner, we walked through the streets a bit more, but most of the shops were closed up. We stopped at a market and bought some limonecello that Jennifer had told us about. It is a lemon liquor that tastes like a lemon drop.

It's almost 10:30, and once again we will be up early and on the road tomorrow. It will be about a three hour trip to Assisi for lunch and some site-seeing and then another three hours to our last stop, Rome. Yikes! I still have to get my Paris postcards in the mail!

Take the Night Train to Milan...

Our last day in Paris was quite an adventure, but I'll get to that in a bit. We arrived back at the hotel around 11:00 p.m., but we had a departure time of 10:00 a.m. which was heavenly news since we had been leaving so early. Janice and I had a glass of wine in the bar and the bartender brought us some bread and cheese to have with our drinks. It was lovely. I have been having so much trouble uploading photos and translating my blog from French back to English, that I was happy to have some extra time to write and get caught up with uploading my photos. But alas, my tablet was slower than dial up at uploading photos to my blog or Facebook. At some point after Janice fell asleep, I decided to give up, but then couldn't sleep as I was annoyed with my unfinished upload. So I got up again and waited for my photos to upload. I finally fell asleep around 3:30 a.m.  with the comfort that I was only a day behind instead of two.

We both overslept, so it was a rush to get ready and packed back up, but we were on the bus at 10:00 and headed one last time to central Paris. Our first stop was Notre Dame Cathedral. David told us that after the French Revolution the people were not only against the monarchy, they blamed the church for its collusion with the king. As a result, the country was very anti-religion for a long time and the church buildings were abused and not maintained. Victor Hugo was concerned about Notre Dame and wrote The Hunchback of Notre Dame to motivate the people to care about the cathedral again and it worked.

Notre Dame is an amazing piece of architecture. It was started in 1177 and different sections were added until it was finished in 1870. That's a really long time, but when you see the intricate work both inside and outside, and the amazing height, it is quite awe-inspiring to imagine men with just hand tools steadily working on this magnificent building. The building has curved arches that provide strength for the height and the placement of windows. There are gorgeous reliefs and statues and it made me wish I had a guide or book to explain all of the symbolism of each detail. I did learn that the gargoyles at the top were there to scare away demons. The inside of the cathedral was filled with large columns, marble mosaics, painted ceilings, and many more statues. Every few steps, there would be an alcove with candles for people to light a candle and pray (for a donation of 2 Euro).

It was time for lunch, so we walked toward the Louvre to eat nearby since that was our next activity after lunch. We ate at a little crepe bistro, and tried gallettes that are savory crepes. We each ordered a different one so that we could try several. Mine was filled with mozzarella cheese, tomato, basil, and proscuitto. Jennifer had one that was filled with potato chunks, a very mild sour cream, bacon, and onion. Aubri's had goat cheese, apples, and honey, and Janice's had salmon and other stuff. I didn't pay attention to hers since I don't like fish and wouldn't be trying hers. They were all quite tasty even the salmon (according to Janice and Aubri). We also each had apple cider with our meal which turned out to be pretty strong. No apple juice here.

The time had come to meet up to go to the Louvre. We were told we would need to buy some food for dinner and breakfast on the train and a little market was pointed out. We were also shown where we would be meeting up at 5:15 to ride the bus to train station. We had an 8:00 train to catch. We were sent off into the massive Louvre. It is the world's largest museum and was actually a palace and the home of the kings until Louis XIII built Versailles. We had about two hours until we were going to meet Jennifer at the market, so we got busy finding Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo the two most famous pieces in the museum. Aubri wanted to see the Medieval and Egyptian exhibits, so we worked our way to these exhibits. The Louvre is four large buildings with three stories each that form the sides of a square. It was tricky finding your way around even with a map! At some point, I got separated from Aubri & Janice, but didn't worry too much since I tended to read placards (when they were written in English) making me a bit slower than the average person, and I figured we planned to meet at the market at 4:30, so I'd hook up with them then.

Around 4:00, I started to look for an exit. This was a challenge. I kept following the signs, but then would hit a dead end. I was having a hard time understanding where arrows were pointing. After asking an employee I finally made it to the main entrance area, but couldn't figure out which exit I was supposed to take out of the museum. I finally picked one, and ended up in a place different from where I expected. It took a while for me to get oriented and find the right landmarks, but eventually I made it to the market, but Janice and Aubri weren't there. Jennifer showed up, and still no Sprague duo. I started to get worried. I walked back to the meeting place to get on the bus, and told Jennifer I was concerned they may have had the same problems I did. We kept checking the different places, we had been, but they were no where to be seen. David told us how to get to the train station by Metro and he and the rest of the group left us to wait for and/or look for our missing mother and daughter.

After about 1.5 hours of one of us looking while the other stayed at the meeting site, we found them. What a relief! Poor Janice and Aubri had gotten turned around and had spent an hour looking for the market and the meet up place, but never found it. They spoke to a police officer and called Jennifer's phone from a pay phone since Janice didn't have international calling on her phone and then waited in the courtyard of the Louvre. About the time that Jennifer was getting the message, I had taken another walk through the courtyard and we found each other. Hooray! We met back up with Jennifer and decided a taxi was the way to get to the train station, not the Metro. We got to the train station around 7:00 p.m. and met up with the rest of the group. Whew!

We are now on the night train and are settling in. There are six bunks in our compartment and we are sharing ours with an Italian man and woman who seem quite nice. I plan to sleep tonight especially since the train does not have any internet, so I can't attempt any more uploads for a while. We arrive in Milan at 6:00 in the morning. It is 10:30, and I'm going to get almost seven hours of sleep tonight. Wahoo!

Grand Paris

morning came quickly after all my struggles with the internet, and I ended up with about four hours of sleep. Breakfast was very French with croissants, cheese, baguettes, and yogurt. We were on the bus by 8:00 a.m. and headed back into Paris. The traffic seemed pretty bad, but our bus driver said it wasn't. It took us about twice as long to back into the city as it had to leave the night before. We eventually saw the reason for the slow moving traffic. There had been an accident. Frankly, I'm not surprised we haven't seen many accidents since the driving is a bit nerve-wrecking.

We picked up our local tour guide, Valaria. She was from Brazil, but easily spoke to us in English and to our driver in French. It really puts us to shame that we do not know more than our own native language. Most everyone we meet speaks at least three languages. Valaria was a delightful guide entertaining us with silly comments and jokes.

It was rainy and cold, so it was nice to spend the first few hours in the bus. We drove around Paris while we got a brief history lesson. Paris is divided into two sections on either side of the Seine river. We learned about the Latin quarter and the French quarter. We drove past many different sites including Notre Dame, Bastille Square (where the beheadings took place), Concorde, Invalides (where Napolean's military school), Arc de Triomph, and of course the Eiffel Tower.

Next came a short ride to Versailles and the Chateau which we call the Palace of Versailles. This massive home, larger than any hotel I've ever seen was built by Louis XIII as a hunting lodge. At times it housed 600 aristocrats who wanted to be close to the king. The following kings lived in this opulant estate until the monarchy ended when Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette lost their heads. We had made good time, so had enough time to sit at one of the local restaurants and have lunch. I had Quiche Lorraine and hot chocolate. The quiche was very creamy with ham and cheese which surprised me since I always think of quice lorraine having spinach and bacon, but it was delicious and the hot chocolate was very rich too.

Valaria led us through the public portions of the palace telling us about the different rooms we were in. It was very crowded and we had to listen to her through a headset and follow the little American flag she waved. Much of this palace is under restoration, but there was still so much to see. We saw gorgeous paintings, beautiful inlaid marble, intricate painted ceilings, and lavish gold furnishings. It was amazing.

When we finished the inside tour, we then were set loose to explore the extensive gardens that went on and on and on. The manicured lawns, fountains and hedges were just lovely. We of course had to stop at a little shop in the gardens for another crepe, this time filled with strawberry.

We were back on the bus and headed into the city by 3:30 and we had free time to explore until dinner at 6:30. We went to a perfumery for Froganard a famous perfume in France, and went into a high end store called Lafayette Galleria which had rooftop access where you could view the city.

Dinner was at a place called Flam's where we had this flatbread pizza and then it was off to a boat ride on the river to view the city from the water. We finished around 10:00 p.m. and got to see the Eiffel Tower all lit up before we headed back to the hotel. It was a full but fun day!

Once again I was up very late trying to upload photos, so I won't be adding any more to this blog until I return home. This morning we are going to Notre Dame and the Louvre. And then it is a night train to Florence, so it is doubtful I'll have time to upload anything for a few days.

Next Stop Paris!

Our final morning in London was an early wake up call and departure. We met in the lobby at 5:30 a.m. and boarded a bus that took us to the St. Patras train station. This is a very old building that has a 5-star restaurant and apartments above ground and a very large train station below. The brick exterior was used for King's Cross in the Harry Potter movies. Across the road was the actual King's Cross rail station which was a very modern building. David or tour director took us across to King's so that we could see Platform 9 3/4 and take photos.

We boarded a Eurostar train and rode a few hours to Paris. Part of the time is through the Chunnel. I noticed that when we boarded the train the announcer spoke in English first and then French. When we arrived in Paris he spoke in French first and then English. It was about 12:00 p.m. when we arrived.

It was on to another bus and then off at the Moulin Rouge which was in the heart of the red light district. We walked through this district and then up many stairs toward Monmartre which is a lovely little art community with quaint buildings, restaurants, and interesting little shops. There is a basilica there called Sacre Couer at the top of a hill with a wonderful view of Paris. We walked through the church and saw beautiful mosaics. Afterward we ate lunch. We got to sit outside of the restaurant just like you would imagine. All of the chairs are on one side of the table so that everyone can watch the street as people go by. The only disapponting part was that our waiter was a little rude with us when we told him we wanted to share our sandwiches and just wanted water to drink.

We spent an hour or so souvenir shopping and sharing a very yummy crepe filled with Nutella and whipped creme. The crepe was made fresh right in front of us and was deliciious.

It was time for dinner and we had quite the adventure trying to catch the Metro during rush hour. The trains were so crowded that it took us three trains before we could all finally get on, and then we were pressed up against total strangers like sardines in a can. It's a good thing none of us were claustrophobic! That was by far the most stressful part of the trip so far (except for riding in the taxi).

Dinner was in a cute little restaurant with bright colors and a mosaic floor and mirror. We had pork roast, red potatoes and salad which was mainly very large leaves of curly lettuce.

Our hotel is outside of Paris and it was about an hour drive to get there. Apparently it is fairly close to Disneyland Paris and we saw a number of signs on the highway as we approached the exit for our hotel. Our room is smaller than the one we had in London, but it is till quite nice.

I had written the previous day's blog on the train, so all I had to do was upload it using the app for this website. But when I went to the actual website to view my blog and upload a few photos, it was all in French! No matter how I tried to get Google to stop thinking I spoke French, it would always give me the French version of the website. It asked me if I wanted to translate the website to English, so I said yes. That was a bad decision since the translation was horrific and I spent the next two hours trying to edit the translation and upload photos. Ahhh...the joys of working with a tablet in a foreign country and a slow internet connection.

Big Ben, Windsor Castle, & the London Eye

Please note: I am having serious internet issues, so uploading photos is slow and tedious and I need to get some sleep. Also, now that I am in France, Google is insistent on having me view my blog in French and when I ask it to translate it, it doesn't do a very good job requiring me to edit again and again! I'll upload more photos later. You can view most of the photos I've taken on my Facebook page.

Our second day in London started with a continental breakfast at the hotel. There were some of the typical items you would expect like juice, brown hard boiled eggs, cereal, and fresh fruit. The most interesting items were the different kinds of sliced ​​deli style meats. There was ham, salami, something that looked like pepperoni, and garlic that Janice said tasted like bologna along with a brie and edom cheese. We had a selection of several yogurts that were much thinner than what we have at home (think thinner than Yoplait) and a number of loaves of bread where you could cut off a slice and toast it. I noticed that our tour director made himself a sandwich with the bread, cheese and meat. There was also a raspberry sauce called fruit coulis that was pretty yummy.

After breakfast it was another walk to the Tube to get into Central London again. We got off on Baker Street, walked by the statue of Sherlock Holmes and Madame Tussauds Wax Museum where the wait time was over two hours already. We met a local tour guide and climbed onto a big bus for a three hour tour of the city. We drove all over the two parts of London. Aldwych (originally-settled by the Romans, a square mile where the financial district is located) and Westminster.

We Heard a variety of tidbits and facts about the history of different buildings and districts. All of the different neighborhoods have "squares" and parks. We drove through the Bloomsbury District where a lot of schools, the arts and medicine were located including the artist Virginia Woolf. This district was known for the interesting love lives of the residents. Our guide shared a famous quote, "They lived in squares, talked in circles, and loved in triangles." When we drove over London Bridge, our guide explained that the bridge has been rebuilt five different times for a variety of reasons. And of course, there was also an explanation of the many executions that occurred at the Tower of London. We even drove past Australia Bank which is the building used for the exterior of Gringotts Bank in the Harry Potter movies.

At different spots along the tour, we stopped to get out and walk around. First stop was near St. Paul's Cathedral. We walked across the Millennium Bridge (built to celebrate the turning of the century) to get a view of the Thames and assorted buildings along the water. One cool thing that David, our tour director pointed out was the amount of gum on the ground as we walked across the bridge. There is an artist who comes out at night and paints the blobs into colorful designs and creatures. It was such a clever idea, and I had fun looking for the different shaped mini paintings as we walked across the bridge.

The museums in London are free, but to go into the churches, it costs money. So we did not get to go into St. Paul's Cathedral. Instead we went down into the basement where Sir Christopher Wren (the architect) is buried in a crypt along with other significant people. We did a pit stop at the loo (aka restroom) which was labeled WC for water closet. The stalls are really a closet - small enclosed rooms with an actual door keeping it very private.

The final stop of the tour was at Buckingham Palace to catch the changing of the Guard. This time, the Royal Guard wore the traditional red uniforms and fur helmets. We got to see them leaving and walking down the Mall. Then we met up with another tour group to take our half-day excursion to Windsor Castle.

For this side trip, We had a new tour guide, Eric. He kept us entertained with funny stories about the royal family and the English people in general on the hour long trip. It was a fast paced trip. We had 30 minutes for lunch at the Cinnamon Cafe and then about two hours to view the grounds, tour the State Apartments, and walk through St. George's Chapel. Windsor Castle is impressive both inside and out. Outside looks just like a castle from King Arthur's Camelot complete with slots in the wall for the archers. The inside was beautiful and big. We listened to an audio tour and walked through many different rooms in the State Apartments where the royal family receives and entertains dignitaries. We saw amazing portraits and paintings by Rubens, Van Dyke, and Brueghel (my personal favorite Dutch painter). The last portion of this tour we visited Sir George's chapel. Sir George is the patron saint of England and the Knights of the Garter, a very special and prestigious order started in his honor. In this working church are buried a number of people including King Henry VIII with his favorite wife Jane Seymour, and King George III, who according to our guide is the "founder" of our country, the U.S.

Outside of the castle is a cute little town filled with shops, that I wish we would have had the time to wander through, but it was back on the bus to join our tour group for dinner at an Asian restaurant. We thought we were going to have an authentic fish and chips dinner, but the company changed the restaurant, so we had chicken lo mein instead.

After dinner we headed to the London Eye. This high tech ferris wheel with clear enclosed pods was also built to celebrate the Millennium. Originally it was only going to be a temporary structure, but due to the popularity of the ride, the city decided to keep it. We got fantastic views of the city and were able to locate; many of the places we visited earlier in the day. By the time we got back to the hotel, it was late and we had to pack for an early departure the next morning. It was definitely a quick survey of London and if I ever return, I've got a list of places to go back to and explore.

London by Foot

We arrived early in London, dropped our luggage off at the hotel and headed down the street for a short jaunt to the Tube, London's subway system. Since it was still early in the morning around 8:00 a.m., we stopped for a bite to eat at a local bakery called the Cricklewood Bakery and Deli. The four of us each purchased something different and then we shared with one another so we could have a taste of the

different types of foods. We sampled Cornish pasty, onion cheddar pie, sausage roll, and a chocolate croissant. Each item was a flaky dough with a savory filling (except the chocolate croissant). The Cornish pasty had ground beef with a gravy and other seasonings. The filling actually reminded us of turkey stuffing at Thanksgiving.

Because the rest of our group wasn't flying in until later in the day, we were on our own until 3:00 p.m. We rode the Tube into Piccadilly Circus and then proceeded to walk all over the city of Westminster which is one side of London. We walked over to

Trafalgar Square where the Royal Gallery is located. On  three of the corners of the square is a statue of a one of the kings. On the fourth corner, is a striking bright blue statue of a rooster. Apparently every year, a different statue is selected to be on display.

As we walked up and down streets, I was amazed at the number of statues and plaques there were. It seems that the way England honors its heroes and historical figures is to erect a statue in London. Even benches and buildings had signs commemorating someone. More walking brought us to the Mall which is like the Queen's driveway. It's a long road that has Trafalgar Square on one end and Buckingham Palace on the other end. We got to see the royal guard after it had been relieved traveling down the Mall on horseback. They wore different uniforms and we learned that there are five different regiments that take turns standing guard. This group was called the Life Guard. Along the way we saw another group regiment at other residences. Wherever there is a royal residence, there is a royal guard presence.

There are also a lot of Royal Parks in London, we saw Green Park which is right next to Buckingham Palace and we walked a good distance to Hyde Park which is quite large, so we only saw Hyde Park Corner. Along the way, we notice rows of lawn chairs set out on the lawns of some of the parks. Turns out the Tour de France had come through London just the day or two before, and we think that's what the lawn chairs were for. You had to pay to use them either by the hour or for the day.

Eventually, we met up with our tour group back at Piccadilly Circus. Our tour director gave us the intro speech, and we spent a little bit of time exploring Leicester Square looking for Christmas tree ornaments. Then it was off to dinner at a place that seemed very far away. We took the Tube and then walked a long distance to a little Italian place. We were served Chicken with a sauce, mashed potatoes, a roll and a small sampling of salad. Dessert was a cream puff filled with banana creme and some chocolate sauce drizzled on top. It was surprising since we thought we might get a more traditional meal, but we were hungry and ate it up.

It was time to check into our hotel, so it was another long walk and ride on the Tube. Janice and I are sharing a room. We had been warned that the rooms were small and not as nice, but our room is lovely. The only trouble we had was figuring out how to turn on the lights. A little investigative work and reading the guest relations book and we solved our mystery. You have to put your key card into a slot on the wall to activate the electricity in the room.

Lights were turned off by 10:10 p.m. which was 2:00 p.m. San Diego time. We were exhausted. Not counting the few hours of napping we got on the plane, we had been up for 36 hours. Sleep was heavenly, but the morning would come much too quickly since we had to leave at 8:00 a.m. the next morning.

Leaving on a Jet Plane

Today begins my whirlwind 10-day trip to Europe! This past week, I finished my shopping for the trip, packed and repacked, exchanged currency for Pounds and Euros, and finished up final tasks at work. It was an early rising this morning with just a few hours of sleep (blame it on the heat and the excitement) at 3:30 a.m. The boys all got up early to say goodbye and Matt dropped me off at the airport at 6:00 a.m.

I'm going on an EF Tour with my just graduated student, Aubri, her mother (and my friend), Janice, and our school's executive director, Jennifer. We will be landing in London at 6:00 a.m. on Tuesday, 8 hours ahead of California. Two days in the U.K., and then it's off to Paris for a few days, and then on to Italy to explore Florence, Assisi, and Rome. The itinerary is packed with side excursions to even more places. It's going to be a blast!

Part I
Right now, as I type this we are in flight on an Air Canada Airbus 319 (that's for my father-in-law who was asking) en route to Toronto, Canada. All instructions are first given in English and then in French. Many of the passengers on the plane are speaking French. It's a five hour flight with a two and half hour layover before we board the next plane  to our destination: Heathrow Airport. Jennifer said that the other schools in our tour group are arriving later  in the day, so we will have time when we arrive to go to our hotel and do a little exploring if we want. Pretty exciting!

Jennifer asked us if there was anything we really wanted to do or see on this trip. Aside from all of the wonderful sites and history, I'm hoping to have tea at Windsor Castle. And I told Janice, that I hope we get to ride a double decker bus!

You can get an overview of our trip by viewing this Tripline. Click on each destination to read all of the things on our scheduled itinerary.

Part II
Now I"m sitting at the Toronto Airport. We just finished lunch/dinner. While on the first flight, I watched the movie Non-Stop, with my favorite actor, Liam Neeson. Not the best movie to watch while you are stuck on a plane, but it kept me awake and gave me something to do during at least part of the 5 hour flight. Although internet is free here at the airport, and I'm supposedly connected, it has been impossible so far to get online. I may be waiting until we arrive in London before getting this entry posted. The next flight is a long one, and the goal is to sleep as much as possible on this flight so that I am well rested, when we arrive.

Part III
The plane ride was not too restful. In between the meal service and the crying babies, it was a little hard to get some rest, but we arrived and after an adventurous taxi ride through the streets of London, we have arrived at the Crown Moran Hotel where we will spend two nights. Everyone is checking e-mail as we sit in the lobby and decide what to do next. Time to upload this post!

There's No Place Like Marc & Jackie's

Yesterday was a day of recovery at Marc & Jackie's. After our yummy breakfast, we looked through our photos, watched a few episodes of Carbonaro Effect, and got caught up on social media. Jackie mentioned a local museum and we all piled in to the cars and drove the few miles to the Stagecoach Inn Museum.

The museum had numerous docents dressed in period costumes who were eager to share what they knew about this historic building. We toured the Inn which had been a stop along the stagecoach route and heard how Newbury Park got its name all because of a post office. We went into the one room schoolhouse that had been reconstructed by a group of high school students, and walked on the Tri-village trail to see farm machines, the Newbury cabin, and an adobe house from the ranchero days of California. This was the third time Jackie had visited (she's such a good sport) since both of her sons had gone there for school field trips.

Back at the house, Marc introduced us to a new T.V. show called Motive which we'll add to our list of summer shows to watch. My nephew Ian came by to have dinner with us and visit for a while. After dinner it was a game of Funglish and then it was time to pack up the car one last time and head on home. We made great time and arrived home in about 2.5 hours.

On the way home we listened to the remainder of our second book, The Giver. It is a good book. Joe insists that I have read it before and that I made him and Zach read it. I don't remember it at all. But I did like the book and especially enjoyed the conversation we had about the book the last hour of our drive home. I so like having conversations with my adult sons.

So the trip is over but our fond memories will remain. It was a short, but memorable trip. I got to visit Manzanar which had sentimental value to me, we got a good overview and taste of Yosemite, a place we had never been, and we got to be spoiled by the hospitality of dear family. Now it's time for me to get ready for the next trip. Europe, here I come!

My Tree Sons

Yesterday was our last day in Yosemite and we had saved the final stops for the drive on our way out of the park. We checked out of our tent cabin and took a few photos of Zach in his bear hat and hopped in the car for the drive out of Yosemite.

As we headed away from Yosemite Village toward Glacier Point, we made a quick stop at Bridalveil Falls. I had read that when you go up the 1/4 mile trail to the view point of the falls, the climate changes and you are in a cloud of water from the massive amounts of water coming down. Because it was summer and there has been a drought in California, we didn't experience the mist, but it was still a pretty site.  We hopped back in the car and took the hour drive to Glacier Point.

Glacier Point rises about 3500 feet above the valley floor.  When we looked up from Curry Village, we saw the face of the rock that rose to Glacier Point. Now we were at the top and got a great panoramic view of Yosemite Valley. We were able to see the tent cabins in Curry Village, Half Dome, and the different spots we had hiked to the day before. The view was amazing. There are several trails from Glacier Point that you can hike on. Next time we come, I told the boys we could ride the shuttle to the top and then hike the 4.5 miles down to Yosemite Village. I just have to get into better shape!

We left Glacier Point and drove another hour to the Mariposa Grove. This last section of Yosemite was set aside to protect the Sequoia trees. These ancient trees are massive in height and diameter. One of the sites we saw was a large tree with three smaller trees behind it. The name on the placard was the Bachelor and Three Graces, but I decided that we would call it a Mother and Her Three Sons. We made the decision to hike the mile or so to the Grizzly Giant and a little bit further on to the Tunnel Tree. This tree had a thoroughfare cut through the middle of the tree so that a stagecoach could drive through it. This is the second tree that had been cut this way years ago. The first one fell down after a heavy snowfall. The literature states that the tree could have probably lived for 1000 years if the trunk had not been weakened by the damage of cutting through the core. On the other hand, the international attention received by this unusual site, contributed to the preservation of this grove of trees.

Grizzly Giant

When we got to the Tunnel Tree, the trail markers stated it was another 1.6 miles to the clothespin tree which was a naturally occurring tunnel tree. We decided to hike to this tree and the nearby Faithful Couple tree which was two trees that merged into one. Zach led the way up the trail and we faithfully followed behind him. At some point, it seemed that we were no longer on the actual trail, but Zach plowed on following the footsteps in the dirt as the "trail" narrowed, went straight up the side of a hill and over fallen and burned trees. When Zach was a toddler, he was our adventurous one, always choosing the difficult and risky path. Apparently, he never outgrew this trait. As we wandered through the wilderness, we wondered if we'd ever get to our destination. Eventually we found paved road, and followed it until we reached the trees. It was an adventure and despite the ribbing and jibing from his brothers, we had fun. It was another 2 miles or so down to the parking lot and then a shuttle ride back to our car and the trip to Newbury Park to spend the night with Marc and Jackie, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law.

We drove through Fresno and stopped for dinner in Bakersfield. We were making pretty good time until, my GPS decided to take us a on a random route to save us mileage. We drove through many back roads and took a detour since a ramp was closed for construction. Eventually, we arrived at Marc and Jackie's at 10:50, chatted with our patient hosts, and then collapsed into bed.

This morning we all slept in and were treated to a pancake bar cooked by Marc. Our breakfast feast included bacon, sausage, juice, fresh fruit, and four different pancakes (blueberry, apple cinnamon, banana walnut, and banana chocolate chip). We'll spend the day here with Marc and Jackie and will head home tonight. It's been a fun trip, but it isn't over yet. Jackie mentioned a Stagecoach Museum and we are headed there now!

Falling for Yosemite

Internet access has been a challenge here at Yosemite. There is one lounge here in Curry Village with very limited Wi Fi and if you aren't here at the crack of dawn, you can forget trying to connect. Yesterday morning after struggling with the internet, we decided it was time to hit the trails.

First stop, Mirror Lake. We walked the mile or so to the trail head and began walking on the dirt trail. The first thing we noticed was the large piles of horse poop on the trail. It was a bit of an obstacle course making sure we didn't step in any of the fresh piles. About half-way up the trail, we stepped aside to allow 20 or so horses and their riders pass. When we arrived at the lake, we saw a lot of people on the other side, and realized we must have taken the horse trail to the lake. Then we had to figure out how to get on the other side. Some people were wading and splashing in the water, but we decided to cross over on the fallen logs and rocks that made a natural dam. Joe was off exploring and actually followed the trail around to the other side getting great views of Half Dome, and walking through a meadow of butterflies.

It was back to our tent cabin to grab a snack, and jump on the shuttle for Vernal Falls and the Mist Trail. This hike is considered "moderate" and reminded me of hiking Cowles Mountain back home except it was steeper  with not as many flat sections. It's only about .8 miles to the bridge where you can get a nice view of the lower portion of the falls. The powerful water tumbling over the rocks is gorgeous. The water is white with a blue tint and you can stand and look at it forever. Or at least that is a good excuse when you are stopping to catch your breath from the steep upward climb. After the bridge, we continued up the trail toward the top of the falls. We continued to get lovely views as we climbed higher and higher. I kept wondering why it was called the mist trail, since it was pretty warm, and I wasn't feeling any condensation at all. And then we saw the rock steps. Hundreds of uneven rocks that climbed up the side of the falls. They kept going and going and going. The higher we climbed the wetter it became and the rocks became slippery. Eventually, I decided I had climbed high enough and Joe accompanied me back down to the bridge. Going down the steps was scarier than climbing them. David and Zach made the trek to the top and took some photos while I waited at the bridge. All together it was about a 3 hour hike.

Next stop was the Visitor Center to learn about the history of Yosemite Valley and the establishment of the park. Although Yosemite was not the first National Park, it was the first time a large parcel of land was set aside by the federal government to be preserved for future generations. Abraham Lincoln signed this act during the Civil War. He had never been to Yosemite, but had seen photos and paintings and was convinced by the many who lobbied for this. It took a while for Yosemite to be fully protected as a national park, and it was interesting to see the changes in land management over the past 150 years.

From the Visitor Center, we headed to Yosemite Falls, the tallest waterfall in North America. We took the short hike to a view point of Lower Yosemite Falls and watched people climbing the rocks to get closer to the falls. It reminded me of the rocks at the bottom of Mount Rushmore. If we weren't so tired, I think the boys would have tried climbing the boulders, but it was dinner time, and we were hungry. As we walked back toward the shuttle stop, we had some great views of this impressive waterfall. We thought about taking the hike for Upper Yosemite Falls, the following day, but since it is listed as a strenuous hike and the moderate hike of Vernal Falls wore me out, we've decided against it this visit.

After dinner, we took one last shuttle ride to the Ahwahnee Hotel to look around the grand lobby and grounds. This famous hotel reminded us of The Grand Californian in California Adventure. It was built in 1927 and has hosted presidents and celebrities throughout its history. It was a lovely hotel seated in a meadow with gorgeous views and the ever present towering rocks. The grandeur both inside and out was impressive and inspiring.

Before retiring to my bed, I made one last try at getting internet access to no avail. It had been a long and fulfilling day, and I was exhausted. I hadn't slept well the night before. Our neighboring tent had an unhappy child most of the evening, and it had been colder than I expected. So this time I fell asleep quickly and didn't move until morning.

We have one more day here in Yosemite, so as soon as I can get this blog uploaded, we'll get started on our final jaunts around the park.

 

Farewell Manzanar, Hello Yosemite

We left our motel in Ridgecrest around 8:30 a.m. and headed north on the 395 to Lone Pine. Our plan was to stop at the Lone Pine Film History Museum. We arrived earlier than we expected, so we passed the time at the local Mickey D’s until the museum opened. There was a group of marines ordering food at the counter when we walked in. I asked them where they were from and they told me they had completed some training in the mountains and were headed back to warmer Camp Pendleton.

The film museum was interesting. The surrounding area called the Alabama Hills has been used over the years for on location filming. It was less expensive and closer to Hollywood to film here than in the actual places. Many “B” Westerns were filmed in the hills as well as more recent sci fi movies. The museum was filled with movie posters and props from the numerous movies including items used by John Wayne, Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, and larger items like stage coaches, and 1920s cars. We even saw a “bloodied” suit worn by Robert Downy Jr. in Iron Man.

Ten miles up the road was Manzanar National Historical Site. When Pearl Harbor was attacked, the U.S. made the decision to relocate all people of Japanese decent living on the west coast. The majority of these people were Japanese Americans who were born here. They and their parents (immigrants from Japan) lost everything. It is a sad time in our country’s history, but I wanted to see this barren place where 10,000 people were kept for 2-3 years. The visitor center had some great exhibits, and the National Park Service has rebuilt a few barracks and a mess hall. These new buildings are not complete, but should be finished in 2015. We finished listening to the book Farewell to Manzanar and were able to find different areas and identify the things mentioned in the book as we looked around.

After a few hours, we were back on the road toward our final destination of the day, Curry Village in Yosemite National Park. We arrived and checked into our tent cabin around 6:00 p.m. It’s crazy how large Yosemite is. We drove for 40 miles after we drove through the gate into the park before we arrived in the main area. It was a gorgeous drive through meadows and up steep curvy roads. The granite rock towered over us with green pines trees scattered about for color.

Dinner was pizza at one of the restaurants in Curry Village. We walked around and bought a pack of cards in the little grocery store. It’s almost 10:00, quiet hour in Camp Curry. Our bear locker is full of our food and toiletries. We each have a metal frame bed with linens and two wool blankets. I told the boys that our tent cabin is very similar to the barracks of Manzanar. They pointed out two significant differences between our experience and the author of the book. First, we paid for our accommodations (imagine Jim Gaffigan's sarcastic tone of voice asking why would we pay for this?). Second, we can leave anytime we want. Even so, as we settle in for the next two nights, I will remember what they endured physically, mentally, and emotionally because of a fearful nation.

Tomorrow we’ll do some hiking and explore the beauty of this austere national park.