Liz and I kicked off the (much longer than expected, as it turned out) wait at the airport in style, with a bottle of Vouvray sparkling wine. (This resulted in a puddle on the floor and a disapproving look from the cleaners). Having packed my handbag into my carry-on luggage, I have most of its contents in my coat pockets and hence look like I'm wearing a crinoline under there... I assure you that's only for Sunday use.
The impressive amount of snow that delayed the plane for 6 hours or whatever it was
De-icing the wing just before we finally got going
As I think I said at the time, I got to the hotel at about 5 UK time, 6 France time, and finally got some sleep, until about 11 am or so. Then it was up and out with my Mum, Dad, cousin Kaelyn & one of her friends, on what was a glorious winter's day (by far the best we had in England or in France, unfortunately). I forget the name of the hill we walked up, Dad will be bound to fill us in, but anyway, it's up in the Lake District overlooking Lake Windermere. So, the UK can be just as stunning as anywhere else in the world eh
Me & Kaelyn
Me & a Lake District horsey
Mum rocking out with me on New Year's Eve
In my glad rags (some of the fruits of my epic shopping expeditions)
Inside the White Scar caves in Yorkshire that I visited with my Dad
Me on our visit to Amboise, with Amboise Castle in the background. This was a really bitterly cold day!
The Chateau de Clos Lucé, where Leonardo da Vinci lived out his final days. It was interesting to see models of some of his inventions etc., but unfortunately the whole upstairs, with the rooms where he actually slept and hung out, was closed (same pricey entrance fee though) and we didn't get to see the special exhibition on Leonardo and France because they shut it for lunch and it was far too cold to wait around in the grounds. I generally prefer the off-season because there's fewer tourists, but it has its disadvantages too (comme on dit tout le temps en français, il y a des avantages et des inconvenients! I swear I hear someone say that about once a week, it's like the French mantra...)
A cave-house built into the side of a hill in Amboise
Ooh, snapped!
We made quite a pilgrimage after seeing a sign pointing towards 'the house of the unknown philosopher'. Here's a picture of me, once we finally found it, trying to look philosophical. Turns out the philosopher in question is *not* unknown, he's Louis Claude de Saint-Martin, born in Amboise and the founder of a mystical school of thought known as Martinism.
The chateau at Blois - we really enjoyed this chateau. It was really nicely restored and had a lot of interesting stuff in it, like art and statues that got taken down off the walls
Pretty staircase at the Blois chateau
One of the colourfully-restored chateau rooms
A tense-looking me in the grand medieval hall of the chateau - the chateau had parts from the medieval period, the Renaissance and maybe beyond, I forget now
Dad in the chateau library - apparently this is the only library/study from this period in Europe to have remained intact
Hazy shot through the rain on the windows of the ferris wheel
View from the wheel across the Place de la Concorde and down the Champs-Élysées, with the Musée d'Orsay on the left and the Arc de Triomphe visible at the end of the road
View from the wheel across the Place de la Concorde and down the Champs-Élysées, with the Musée d'Orsay on the left and the Arc de Triomphe visible at the end of the road
View of the Tuileries gardens on the other side of the ferris wheel
Who's that good looking horse with the Sheila?
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