Spent a lot of time on the road in March, but still managed to grab some shots in Paris. As always, click to enlarge and to read captions
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Scandinavia, finally! I've wanted to travel up here for quite some time. Another small corner of the world crossed off the list.
First stop, Stockholm. Cold. Why do we keep coming to these cold cities and why don't I learn my lesson with being prepared? No such thing as bad weather, just inadequate clothing and mine was inadequate. To warm up, some museums were an order. There were several interesting exhibits that we wanted to see.
Martin Parr and Andres Serrano at the fantastic Photography Museum, Fotografiska. I've been a fan of Martin Parr for some time and Serrano is an iconic and divisive photographer, so it was great to see both of their work up close and at a large scale.
Then at the Architecture and Design Museum, they had an exhibition on architectural photography, which I obviously had to see. And the permanent collection next door at the Moderna Museet was great as well.
A couple nights in Stockholm and then we were off to Copenhagen, a city with which I fell a little bit in love. I am a sucker for a bikeable city and Copenhagen is one of the bikeablest (a real word). I love the architecture and design and the general good vibes of the city. One of the stranger sights is the open-air drug market in the neighbourhood of Christiania. An odd place with very interesting cats where the police turn a blind eye towards buying and selling of "soft" drugs. It was a bit dreary, to be honest. I expected something more... Woodstocky (another real word), but maybe a cold day in March isn't the best impression.
Other than that, I could really see myself at home here and would love to return for an extended stay. Just need to start making some of that high Danish minimum wage to afford to eat the wildly expensive food here. Click images to enlarge.
Back to Paris now. It will be good to return!
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AKA Normany and Brittany. I've never really understood why we English-ize the names of foreign lands. How does Deutschland = Germany = Allemands(fr)? Or even something simpler like Sevilla = Seville? I'm sure there is a reason, but the logic escapes me. If you have the answer, feel free to educate me in the comments!
Anyways, back on topic - it was time to hit the road to see some of the French countryside. I rented a car and drove from Paris > Juno Beach > Mont St Michel > St Malo > Dinan/Dinard > Vitré > Nantes and then hopped on a train back to Paris.
It was great to see some more of France on this jaunt and especially from a car instead of a train. I love train-travel, but a car gives you so much more flexibility and the means to see some little towns off the beaten path.
Our first stop was Courseulles-sur-Mer, a little seaside village situated beside Juno Beach - where the Canadian troops landed on D-Day in WWII. There was an outstanding museum dedicated to the role of Canada in the liberation of Europe. Particularly special to me was a couple of short videos describing the Liberation of Holland, as my grandparents were two of those liberated in the final stages of the war. In one video, a veteran spoke of the Dutch citizens and the gratitude they showed to the Canadians, contrasted with the lack of welcome they received from the French and Belgians. As my Opa often said of Canada's role, "the Dutch people will never forget".
After a night in Courseulles-sur-Mer, we moved down the coast to Mont St. Michel - an island fortification straight out of a fantasy novel. Click to make images bigger.
I stayed here for a night and then bombed down to St Malo for the next night. Another impressive, fortified town that was absolutely pummelled in WWII. Most of the buildings are post-1945.
From St. Malo, we made some serious tracks - hitting up Dinard, Dinan, and then ending the day in Vitré. I was really digging the strange, ethereal light in Dinard and I think I ended up with some keepers. I felt "in the zone", which is a rare feeling. When exploring new places with people who don't share my obsessive need to take pictures of every little thing, I often tell them to keep walking and I will catch up when I'm done. In Dinard, this lead to an awful lot of jogging on my part, as I was constantly being forced to stop by the scenes surrounding me, and I kept falling further and further behind the pack. Good way to work off those croissants, I suppose. Click images to embiggen.
I stayed the night in Vitré and caught the train back to Paris from Nantes the next evening. Too bad I didn't get more time in Nantes, as I quite liked it. The highlight maybe being the very surreal mechanical elephant. Click images to enlarge.
Back to Paris.. for a night. Then off to Stockholm and Copenhagen! Stay tuned.
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Take a look at some photos that I took this month in Paris. As always, click to make them bigger and to read captions:
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There is more to France than just Paris. Hard to believe, but true. I hopped on a train to the Loire Valley with the intention of checking out a few of the chateaux in the area. The Loire Valley is famous for its chateaux and its wine, and I sampled a bit of both. It was just a quick trip - three days in Tours, France (try to google practical information about a town named Tours - not easy) with a few day-trips.
Beautiful Chateau spanning across the River Cher. As always, click the images to make them bigger and to read more:
On the way to visit the Château de Chambord from Tours, I had to stop briefly in Blois to catch a bus for the second leg of the trip. Of course, upon arrival, I find out that the bus doesn't run on Wednesdays and today is a Wednesday. That turns the brief stop in Blois into a bit of longer one. Which was okay, because I really enjoyed it. I was only there for a few hours, but I got to see a good chunk of it. Very picturesque with a lot of hills, which I find makes for interesting towns and cities. Maybe my prairie upbringing has something to do with that.
I ended up having to take a taxi to the Château de Chambord. Bit pricier than the bus, but definitely worth it. This place was unlike anything I've ever seen. It boggles the mind.
It was built as a quaint little hunting lodge for King Francis I and he spent a grand total of seven weeks living there, because it was inconvenient for long stays. The rooms were too big to heat properly and there is no nearby town (or, at least no taxis), so they had to bring in all the food with them when they came to stay. That goes for the furniture too, because it didn't make sense to furnish a castle for such a short period of the year. The French royalty weren't exactly minimalists. I probably would have revolted too.
Oh, and Leonardo da Vinci allegedly designed the double-helix spiral staircase. Neat!
I quite liked the town of Tours, but I didn't take too many photos. To be honest, all of this beauty is a bit overwhelming. I am gravitating more and more to the strange and the ordinary, because the beauty is everywhere and becoming... almost boring. Or rather, pictures of the beauty is boring. It's more interesting and challenging to find beauty in ordinary places rather than closing your eyes and pointing your camera at the Eiffel Tower at sunset. I have touched on this before and will probably do a post on it soon. I did grab a few shots of Tours though, either way:
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I've mentioned before that I am currently living in a 130 square foot apartment in Paris, and now I have the pictures to prove it!
I met the property manager when I moved in, and we (plus my luggage) was such a tight squeeze that I could barely contain my laughter. I committed to a six-month rental without seeing it in person. I didn't even know if there was going to be room to store my bags (there was), or what the view was like (amazing). Trying to find a long-term place to live in Paris is... tiring.
For those who can't visualize it, 130 square feet is small. Really small. If you take 4 sheets of plywood and lay them side-by-side, you would have a 128 square foot rectangle. Three king-sized beds laid side-by-side will get you pretty close - 125sqft. My apartment in Vancouver was around 900sqft, which is nearly 7 times the size of this one. My BEDROOM was 200 square feet in Vancouver and now my bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, and office is 130sqft combined. Breakfast in bed is more like breakfast FROM bed - just roll over and give the bacon a flip. And boil some water for coffee while you're at it.
I also run a floor plan measurement company in Vancouver, so naturally I measured the floor plan. You can see how tight things really are without the camera lying to you
Apparently the owner of the space designs yachts, so she understands living in tight quarters.
I love this petit nid and it will be a sad day when I have to move out. It is well-designed, in a fantastic building (with elevator), a rare panoramic view, and it's in the best neighbourhood. It's just a bit small :)
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