After leavıng Posıtano I met some Aussies who gave me a lift to Rome via Pompei. Pompei was cool and Rome is downright impressive. I visited the Colleseum, whıch was smaller than I thought, St Peters which was bıgger than I thought, and the Pantheon which was just rıght. I left Rome for Istanbul on Frıday and have been in Turkey sınce then.
Anzac day at Gallıpoli was ıncredible. The mixture of horror, pride and disbelief ıs almost overwhelmıng and the Ceremonies do justice to a special day and a special sacrifice. My time there was made all the better for fındıng a couple of famılıar faces in the crowd to settle in wıth for a freezıng wait. When the sun came up over the sphinx at Anzac Cove, it was a welcome sight. The Australian service was a particular hıghlight as was the opportunıty to visit some of the lesser known but exceptıonally beautıful gravesites and memorials dotted around the peninsula.
Istanbul itself is a vibrant chaotıc mix of beautiful old Mosques and modern commerce. The drivers (like most of southern Europe) are completely insane and the kebab shops are plentiful and wrought wıth danger. The Grand Bazaar is the home of hıgh impact shopping and you soon learn the arts of bargaining and feıgned deafness. A turkish bath after a long day shopping is so relaxing I think I may have slipped ınto a short coma.
And so tomorrow my European Odyssey comes to an abrupt halt. I wıll be ın Singapore for 3 nights then home Wednesday evenıng. I'll see you all at the Pub!!
makıng frıends wıth the locals ın Ravello
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyy. Italıan twıstıes
Mıchealangelo's Matthew.
A holy Lobster at the Vatıcan Museum
After travellıng from Cairo to Istanbul, Nick had a acquired a dangerous odour.
Snuggling up for the long wait til dawn
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Thursdays Nerdy Post
This weeks Nerdy post delves into the world of robotics.
With my three favourite advances this week:
Robotic wheelchair replacement.
Looks way cool, but I don't fancy being 2 meters of the ground walking down stairs in it.
A Little Walking Robot
Just broken the robotic land speed record. Pretty cute really.....
a quick little movie of it here
The best for last - Mind Controled Robot
What would you do with a mind controled robot, these guys gave it to
a monkey.
With my three favourite advances this week:
Robotic wheelchair replacement.
Looks way cool, but I don't fancy being 2 meters of the ground walking down stairs in it.
A biped robot WL-16RIII carrying a student descends a flight of stairs during a demonstration at the campus of Waseda University in Tokyo on April 26, 2006. The world's first biped walking robot capable of carrying a person was developed by the university's mechanical engineering department and Tmsuk Co. Ltd. The robot is equipped with a joy stick-like controller for the driver to control the movement, direction and speed like a vehicle. (Reuters)
A Little Walking Robot
Just broken the robotic land speed record. Pretty cute really.....
a quick little movie of it here
The best for last - Mind Controled Robot
What would you do with a mind controled robot, these guys gave it to
a monkey.
The monkey's immediate utilization of this new skill was to shower a group of neurobiologists with feces, according to the report by lead researcher Miguel Nicolelis.
Success was sudden and unexpected, said Dr. Nicolelis. "We had no idea kinetic skills would develop so quickly. One moment we were having lunch in the lab, the next moment we were covered with monkey shit."
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Naughty Dad Joke
Two brothers wake up Christmas morning. They rush to see what santa brought them. Tim opens his a nd he got a shiny red fire truck. Jim opens his.
"Darn. All i got is a smelly old shoe" he said. "haha" laughed Tim.
"Santa hates you." he then said.
"Ya, At least i dont have cancer!!" answered Jim.
Insert angry comments below.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Easter At Tumut
Last Thursday night, Sarah and I braved the holiday traffic and set out southward towards Tumut. Luckily, as we left at 3pm, we avoided the worst of it, and by dinner time we were at the table at Quidong with Sarah's parents and my parents at the farm. It was especially nice to be able to have an Easter with both families in the one place!Our weekend consisted of eating, building bonfires to burn off very large dead trees, drinking wine, eating, feeding the cows, stoking the fires, going for walks on the farm, eating, a quick trip into Tumut for church and morning tea, the occasional brief power blackout, and eating. The Franklins were fantastic hosts (perhaps a little too good - so much food!) and we had a really great Easter.
*photos actually taken at New Year by my friend James. But they are of Quidong.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
In absentia
Since we have not seen much activity from our resident Dad joke columnist, I thought I would step into the breach (as John did last week) and provide your wednesday afternoon giggle...
A lovely young lady meets a handsome young man in the bar, they sit and talk for hours. He invites her back to his place for some coffee. She goes with him and again they talk for hours. She begins to think that this could be THE ONE! He is so smart and funny, very handsome and they seem to connect on every level. He leads her to his bedroom. As she enters she is startled by what she sees. One whole wall of the room is taken up with a set of enormous shelves. The shelves are full of soft plush toys (mostly teddy bears). She is amazed by how much effort he appears to have gone to in arranging them. The bottom shelf is full of the smaller sized toys, the middle sized toys all sit in order on the middle shelf and the top shelf is laden with enormous king sized bears. She is touched by this sensitive side of her new man and is impressed by his attention to detail and obvious love of these teddy bears. She leans over a kisses him, he responds warmly and soon they are on his bed kissing passionately. They tear each other's clothes off and begin to make passionate love...
Hours pass and the heat is rising, both are breathless with their desire and things are getting more and more creative and vigourous.
Afterwards as they lie exhausted in each others arms, she softly asks him how it was...
He gently carresses her cheek and smiles, then whispers back...
"you can choose any prize from the middle shelf"
Boom boom
A lovely young lady meets a handsome young man in the bar, they sit and talk for hours. He invites her back to his place for some coffee. She goes with him and again they talk for hours. She begins to think that this could be THE ONE! He is so smart and funny, very handsome and they seem to connect on every level. He leads her to his bedroom. As she enters she is startled by what she sees. One whole wall of the room is taken up with a set of enormous shelves. The shelves are full of soft plush toys (mostly teddy bears). She is amazed by how much effort he appears to have gone to in arranging them. The bottom shelf is full of the smaller sized toys, the middle sized toys all sit in order on the middle shelf and the top shelf is laden with enormous king sized bears. She is touched by this sensitive side of her new man and is impressed by his attention to detail and obvious love of these teddy bears. She leans over a kisses him, he responds warmly and soon they are on his bed kissing passionately. They tear each other's clothes off and begin to make passionate love...
Hours pass and the heat is rising, both are breathless with their desire and things are getting more and more creative and vigourous.
Afterwards as they lie exhausted in each others arms, she softly asks him how it was...
He gently carresses her cheek and smiles, then whispers back...
"you can choose any prize from the middle shelf"
Boom boom
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
A short break.
HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!
I hope you all ate loads of chocolate and had a wonderful long weekend.
We did, well not so much the chocolate thing, but our weekend was great! Last Monday we decided to get away for the weekend so we booked a fabulous little B&B in Forster (on the mid lower north coast of NSW...and that is the official name of the region, not something I made up). We drove for a few hours to get there, but it was well worth it. There was a heated outdoor spa on our balcony overlooking the peaceful and picturesque Wallis Lake. Ah the serenity!
We pottered around the little lakeside town, had a yummy dinner, lazed in the spa, slept in the most comfy bed and did a spot of fishing on the crystal clear blue waters of the great lakes
The water was so blue and clear and the sun so warm and bright...perfect day for being on the water!
Two happy boaters.
One lovely fisherman. Who was the only one on the boat NOT to catch a fish!
One excellent driver....Flit made me promise I would mention how I didn't lower the anchor properly and we drifted into another boat, then when we started the engine to move away and prevent further collisions, I turned the wheel too hard and cut the rope that held the other boats anchor to the boat, hence loosing his anchor for him and setting him adrift. He was very nice about it, but I felt awful....
This is our outdoor heated spa on the balcony of our B&B, a perfect way to end the day and forget about lost anchors. The balcony overlooked Wallis Lake which is what you can see in the background, and the photo below shows the same view but from standing up on the balcony.
Suffice to say we had a great break. I also had Tuesday off (Company holiday) but now I'm back at work with the rest of the world. I liked my looong weekend soooo much, that I have just put in an application for another one next week (just taking the Monday off to give me 4 days off)
Enjoy the rest of your week, I'm off to Bowral tomorrow (bloody corporate team building crap) See ya!
I hope you all ate loads of chocolate and had a wonderful long weekend.
We did, well not so much the chocolate thing, but our weekend was great! Last Monday we decided to get away for the weekend so we booked a fabulous little B&B in Forster (on the mid lower north coast of NSW...and that is the official name of the region, not something I made up). We drove for a few hours to get there, but it was well worth it. There was a heated outdoor spa on our balcony overlooking the peaceful and picturesque Wallis Lake. Ah the serenity!
We pottered around the little lakeside town, had a yummy dinner, lazed in the spa, slept in the most comfy bed and did a spot of fishing on the crystal clear blue waters of the great lakes
The water was so blue and clear and the sun so warm and bright...perfect day for being on the water!
Two happy boaters.
One lovely fisherman. Who was the only one on the boat NOT to catch a fish!
One excellent driver....Flit made me promise I would mention how I didn't lower the anchor properly and we drifted into another boat, then when we started the engine to move away and prevent further collisions, I turned the wheel too hard and cut the rope that held the other boats anchor to the boat, hence loosing his anchor for him and setting him adrift. He was very nice about it, but I felt awful....
This is our outdoor heated spa on the balcony of our B&B, a perfect way to end the day and forget about lost anchors. The balcony overlooked Wallis Lake which is what you can see in the background, and the photo below shows the same view but from standing up on the balcony.
Suffice to say we had a great break. I also had Tuesday off (Company holiday) but now I'm back at work with the rest of the world. I liked my looong weekend soooo much, that I have just put in an application for another one next week (just taking the Monday off to give me 4 days off)
Enjoy the rest of your week, I'm off to Bowral tomorrow (bloody corporate team building crap) See ya!
Friday, April 14, 2006
The Positano Postcard
Well I'm sure by now you're all thinking I dropped off the end of the planet, and by the emptiness of my inbox I can tell you're all coping well with your loss. I'm alive and well and staying in the ridiculously beautiful town of Positano on the Amalfi coast in Southern Italy.
A brief run-down of my adventures since last time...
After leaving Paris I made my way to Nice, watching the snow fall over central France and ending up in the totally appropriatly named hostel Chez Patrick. Nice didn't impress me much, but the bus ride to Monaco was Nice. In Monaco I paid 10 euro to get into the worlds nicest pokie room, the Monte-Carlo Casino. I then lost 5€ on the roulette table.
I got out of Nice on the night train to Venice and met some Venetians in a bar near the Hostel. My gracious hosts took me on a short but satisfying tour of the local night-life, and deposited me a little worse for wear back at the hostel. A day trip to Murano and my Venetian experience was complete. My venetian verdict? An unexpected gem in a swamp.
Another train trip to Florence and into a great back-packers, where I met other lone travellers. A day trip to San Gimignano (don't ask me to spell or pronounce it) was awesome, their specialty is wild boar ham. A trip to see Davo the next day then 3 hours waiting to get into the Uffizi which was good but only just enough to justify the wait. It's like they want to make sure you really want to see it by making you stand like cattle for eternity. Seeing the Senegalese sunglass salesmen being chased out of the square was entertaining but chairs would have been nicer.
A quick trip to Pisa to tick the tower off the list and a delayed train resulted in a drunken singalong on the train and a very scary search for lodgings on the mean and dirty streets of Napoli after midnight. Anyway I made it to Positano and it is velly velly nice. As always I leave you with a few pics to tide you over...
Jen getting Frencher by the minute
A short flight over San Gimignano
A san Gimignano roller Disco I beleive
You'd think they'd fill it up for my visit
This man's head was dangerously heavy.
Whoever told this guy that was a great name for a Pizzaria was a bastard.
Me looking well-hard on the terrace of the backpackers in Positano
well until next time kiddies, look after yourselves and I'll see you all soon
A brief run-down of my adventures since last time...
After leaving Paris I made my way to Nice, watching the snow fall over central France and ending up in the totally appropriatly named hostel Chez Patrick. Nice didn't impress me much, but the bus ride to Monaco was Nice. In Monaco I paid 10 euro to get into the worlds nicest pokie room, the Monte-Carlo Casino. I then lost 5€ on the roulette table.
I got out of Nice on the night train to Venice and met some Venetians in a bar near the Hostel. My gracious hosts took me on a short but satisfying tour of the local night-life, and deposited me a little worse for wear back at the hostel. A day trip to Murano and my Venetian experience was complete. My venetian verdict? An unexpected gem in a swamp.
Another train trip to Florence and into a great back-packers, where I met other lone travellers. A day trip to San Gimignano (don't ask me to spell or pronounce it) was awesome, their specialty is wild boar ham. A trip to see Davo the next day then 3 hours waiting to get into the Uffizi which was good but only just enough to justify the wait. It's like they want to make sure you really want to see it by making you stand like cattle for eternity. Seeing the Senegalese sunglass salesmen being chased out of the square was entertaining but chairs would have been nicer.
A quick trip to Pisa to tick the tower off the list and a delayed train resulted in a drunken singalong on the train and a very scary search for lodgings on the mean and dirty streets of Napoli after midnight. Anyway I made it to Positano and it is velly velly nice. As always I leave you with a few pics to tide you over...
Jen getting Frencher by the minute
A short flight over San Gimignano
A san Gimignano roller Disco I beleive
You'd think they'd fill it up for my visit
This man's head was dangerously heavy.
Whoever told this guy that was a great name for a Pizzaria was a bastard.
Me looking well-hard on the terrace of the backpackers in Positano
well until next time kiddies, look after yourselves and I'll see you all soon
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Filling the void.
In an effort to fill the hole in our heart at the lack of dad jokes, This weeks nerdy post is going to be augmented (with have to speel check that one) with a truly sad and unfortunate dad joke that even more unfortunatly is pretty funny.
Dad Joke:
World's Strongest Glue!
The bacterium Caulobacter crescentus uses the toughest glue on Earth to stick to river rocks, and now scientists are trying to figure out how to produce the stuff.The adhesive can withstand an enormous amount of stress, equal to the force felt by a quarter with more than three cars piled on top of it. That’s two to three times more force than the best retail glues can handle.
The single-celled bacterium uses sugar molecules to stay put in rivers, streams, and water pipes, a new study found. It’s not clear how the glue actually works, however, but researchers presume some special proteins must be attached to the sugars.
"There are obvious applications since this adhesive works on wet surfaces," said study leader Yves Brun, an Indiana University bacteriologist. "One possibility would be as a biodegradable surgical adhesive."
But making it has proved challenging. Like a mess of chewing gum, the gunk globs to everything, including the tools used to create it.
"We tried washing the glue off," Brun said. "It didn't work."
Dad Joke:
With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week.
Shut up you know you laughed.Larry LaPrise, the man that wrote "The Hokey Pokey" died peacefully at the age of 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin. They put his left leg in. And then the trouble started.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Finito!
It has taken me nearly 4 months, but I have finally finished it!
My work of art! Behold....
Painstakingly stitched in cross-stitch with over 20 different coloured threads (some are blended to create other mid colours) This picture measures 38cm X 25cm and is my (current) pride and joy.
Just thought I'd share it with you all. I've started work on my next piece, so stay tuned....
My work of art! Behold....
Painstakingly stitched in cross-stitch with over 20 different coloured threads (some are blended to create other mid colours) This picture measures 38cm X 25cm and is my (current) pride and joy.
Just thought I'd share it with you all. I've started work on my next piece, so stay tuned....
Monday, April 10, 2006
Out with the old, and In with the new!!
As time goes on, things change. Summer sun fades to make way for cold crisp mornings. Singlets are packed away and jumpers are pulled out of drawers. Bare tanned legs are covered with thick black stockings........
The house of Chicken looses an Alice and gains a Bron!
The call of her (should-be) home got too much for our little mouse-like friend and away she danced to the land of egg and chips.
(unfortunately there is no photographic evidence of the girl....lucky you all met her at my engagement or else you might think we made her up!)
Luckily the hole (or room as we like to call it) left by Alice was quickly and happily filled by the nurse from the north. Our Bronny is now a steadfast fixture in the house of Chicken. Blue uniforms ironed and ready for night shifts, fabulously packed plates (only 50% were broken on arrival) and amusing tales about body bags and portable defibrillators.
The house of Chicken is once more full and flying...stay tuned for party details.
Welcome Bron!!
The house of Chicken looses an Alice and gains a Bron!
The call of her (should-be) home got too much for our little mouse-like friend and away she danced to the land of egg and chips.
(unfortunately there is no photographic evidence of the girl....lucky you all met her at my engagement or else you might think we made her up!)
Luckily the hole (or room as we like to call it) left by Alice was quickly and happily filled by the nurse from the north. Our Bronny is now a steadfast fixture in the house of Chicken. Blue uniforms ironed and ready for night shifts, fabulously packed plates (only 50% were broken on arrival) and amusing tales about body bags and portable defibrillators.
The house of Chicken is once more full and flying...stay tuned for party details.
Welcome Bron!!
The day the waves were...bloody HUGE!
'Allo 'Allo! After a period away from this wonderful site, I am now back and ready to post! I actually have a few posts up my sleeve (which will appear here soon-ish), so bear with me if they seem to be old news to some.
Sunday 9th April....weather report tells us the waves are at an all time high. Some beaches along the north coast were recording waves 9 metres high!!
We had to check it out. Off we drove to Freshwater beach on the Northern Beaches. Even though there was a distinct chill in the air (Yes Jenny, Autumn is finally here) the beach was packed...well actually the beach was deserted, but the dunes and cliffs were packed. Loads of people had decided to do the exact same thing that we had and most had brought cameras to capture the sight.
These photos don't really do it justice, but the waves were awesome. The roar could be heard from miles away and the spray hit our faces even when we stood on the cliff tops!
These waves were about 5 m!
This spray shot up in the air about 10 m! Totally amazing!
Sunday 9th April....weather report tells us the waves are at an all time high. Some beaches along the north coast were recording waves 9 metres high!!
We had to check it out. Off we drove to Freshwater beach on the Northern Beaches. Even though there was a distinct chill in the air (Yes Jenny, Autumn is finally here) the beach was packed...well actually the beach was deserted, but the dunes and cliffs were packed. Loads of people had decided to do the exact same thing that we had and most had brought cameras to capture the sight.
These photos don't really do it justice, but the waves were awesome. The roar could be heard from miles away and the spray hit our faces even when we stood on the cliff tops!
These waves were about 5 m!
This spray shot up in the air about 10 m! Totally amazing!
Friday, April 07, 2006
Memoirs from a rice paddy...
What follows are some images and thoughts from my wonderful holiday in Vietnam.I shall not start at the beginning because that would surely prompt me to go right through to the end- a long and lovely path better viewed from on it, rather than through the eye of the beholder. Perhaps a nice skip through though… Let me see now.
The Mekong Delta!
We left the beaten track to explore the Mekong on the back of motorbikes, cruising along past the rice paddies, stilt homes, water buffalo, grinning waving children. We spent a day swinging back and forth on hammocks as we motored down the Bassac past fishing boats, market places, farm and villages, grinning waving children. We spent my birthday downing Tiger beers at a floating restaurant and became grinning waving children.
Then there was the Central Western Highlands.
We trekked into tiny minority villages where we staid with locals in long houses- bed free, chair free, toot free, tap free but surprisingly abundant in farm animals, mosquitoes and blaring propaganda through loud speakers at 5am. Believe me when I say it was a fantastic experience I would love to repeat, though far from fabulous!
Did I mention the beautiful elephant I met in our second village? At this moment I was so excited, I may well have wet myself...
Civilisation was plentiful though, and richly rewarding. There was the buzz and thrill of Saigon, the frenzy and French charm of Hanoi and my pick of the cities- heavenly Hoi An. More glorious food, enchanting architecture, shopping for clothes and art, more Tiger and Le Rue and Saigon, great nightlife, great coffee…
Here I am with my best Penny at our office in Hoi An.
This is what we were probably looking past the photographer at.
cont...
And then there were the little villages and temples, the colourful market places and the stunning natural wonders.
We took trains, buses, kayaks, basket boats, fishing boats and motorbikes.
We danced and lazed and trekked and didn’t drink a drop of alcohol, at all, ever.
Of course we couldn't have done it without our fearless leader...
... or at least it wouldn't have been quite so much fun!
We took trains, buses, kayaks, basket boats, fishing boats and motorbikes.
We danced and lazed and trekked and didn’t drink a drop of alcohol, at all, ever.
Of course we couldn't have done it without our fearless leader...
... or at least it wouldn't have been quite so much fun!
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Let the great out-nerding begin
In an effort to make every post nerdier than the last -
On the first Thursday in May this year, at two minutes and three second after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be 01:02:03 04/05/06. This particular sequence won't happen again until 3006.
We can have the wedneday dad joke and the thursday nerd-out (followed by the friday spelling correction)
On the first Thursday in May this year, at two minutes and three second after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be 01:02:03 04/05/06. This particular sequence won't happen again until 3006.
We can have the wedneday dad joke and the thursday nerd-out (followed by the friday spelling correction)
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
A Logie in the Family?
My little brother and his cast mates were invited to the Logies nomination breakfast on Monday morning. Lucky he changed his pants for it- he was nominated!
A new category starts this year, the Graham Kennedy Award For Most Outstanding New Talent and my little brother is nominated for it, along with Adam Hills (Spicks & Specks, ABC), Chris Lilley (We Can Be Heroes, ABC), Matt Shirvington (Beyond Tomorrow, Channel Seven) and Kat Stewart (Supernova, Foxtel). With Adam Hills and Chris Lilley there, the competition is pretty stiff I guess.
His show has also been nominated for the Most Outstanding Comedy Program. Not sure who else they're up against there.
Don’t worry everyone. This will not lead to me applying duress on you to purchase dozens of TV weeks and submit voting forms. Both awards are industry voted and the Australian public has no say (thank goodness.)
Holy Shit!
(My little brother, pictured above, front left.)
BTW- I'm back. Hello everyone!
Monday, April 03, 2006
Paris Update
I just know you've all been salivating in anticipation of the next installment of my adventures in Paris, so here it is.
I've been in Paris over a week now and am starting to feel very comfortable. My first foray into a foreign speaking nation saw me parylised with nervousness. What would the Frenchies be like? Would they scorn me for not knowing the intricacies of their complex language? Would I be treated as a second class citizen, or worse, an american? My fears were soon allayed and I am happy to say the French have been nothing but curteous to me. Sometimes cold, sometimes dismissive even, but normally and overwhelmingly helpful and kind.
This week I've covered off pretty well all the major attractions and still had time to laze around in bars and get though nearly 3 novels. I've thankfully also avoided any kind of rioting although the police presence here is very heavy and Jen and I have seen loads of Gendarmes in full riot gear and driving around the city in huge convoys. I've now seen the Louvre, The Tour Eiffel, The Notre Dame, the Sacre Coeur, Montmartre, the Moulin Rouge (from the outside), the catacombs, the Arc de Triomphe, the Champs Elysee blah blah blah and the list goes on.
I have had to put back my departure from Paris due to Train strikes, held for the same reason everyone else in Paris is upset, the CPE. At this stage I'll be leaving for Nice on Wednesday morning, meaning my time in Italy will be a little bit shorter than first intended. These things happen I suppose, nothing I can do about it, except annoy Jen for another day or two.
That's me done for now, I,ll leave you with some pictures, all of which can be viewed at zooomr.
And I thought Tina Arena being here was weird...
Cheese and wine at Chez Jen
Some armless statue thing.
The Catacombs...freaky
Arc de Jen
I've been in Paris over a week now and am starting to feel very comfortable. My first foray into a foreign speaking nation saw me parylised with nervousness. What would the Frenchies be like? Would they scorn me for not knowing the intricacies of their complex language? Would I be treated as a second class citizen, or worse, an american? My fears were soon allayed and I am happy to say the French have been nothing but curteous to me. Sometimes cold, sometimes dismissive even, but normally and overwhelmingly helpful and kind.
This week I've covered off pretty well all the major attractions and still had time to laze around in bars and get though nearly 3 novels. I've thankfully also avoided any kind of rioting although the police presence here is very heavy and Jen and I have seen loads of Gendarmes in full riot gear and driving around the city in huge convoys. I've now seen the Louvre, The Tour Eiffel, The Notre Dame, the Sacre Coeur, Montmartre, the Moulin Rouge (from the outside), the catacombs, the Arc de Triomphe, the Champs Elysee blah blah blah and the list goes on.
I have had to put back my departure from Paris due to Train strikes, held for the same reason everyone else in Paris is upset, the CPE. At this stage I'll be leaving for Nice on Wednesday morning, meaning my time in Italy will be a little bit shorter than first intended. These things happen I suppose, nothing I can do about it, except annoy Jen for another day or two.
That's me done for now, I,ll leave you with some pictures, all of which can be viewed at zooomr.
And I thought Tina Arena being here was weird...
Cheese and wine at Chez Jen
Some armless statue thing.
The Catacombs...freaky
Arc de Jen
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