Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Mussels in Brussels

This was a delicious meal.

Mezze in Cyprus was my favorite meal of the trip. We had all organic Mezzes at 7 St. George’s Tavern which is all you can eat courses. Some of the best parts were warm organic wine, pita, tahini, hummas, black olives, eggplant hummas,salas with olive oil, chicken and lamb kabob, eggplant,, eggs and zucchini, vegetable fitters,

Best drinks
Crabbies ginger beer in London during the surpise stop over
Stoli, fruit juice, and seltzer which Kacee made me when I finally made it to Cyprus 4 days late
organic wine at 7 St. Georges Tavern in Cyprus
baby guinesses in Cyprus at the Irish pub
Beer from the Brussels festival-Delirium and Leffe
wierd sangria on the beach in Barcelona

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

dali

I enjoy that the museum is set up in no particular order and with little descriptions near the works, it leaves lots of room for these questions. It is also neat that Dali designed the museum himself, as this is rare for artists to have the opportunity to show their work in the way they choose. I got lost a few times and had to double back through a room, but that is also ok because everytime you see something from a new angle or for another time in the museum you have to stop in puzzlement, look again, and smile.

Is that a spoon, an egg, a penis, Gala (Dali’s wife), lips, Abraham Lincoln, a dead bird, a loaf of bread, a rhinoceros, a telephone? And in this I believe Dali has accomplished his goal.






I had been wanting to see Midnight in Paris this in the US but missed it in the theatres, so Europe being a bit behind on movies was a good thing for me as Merel and I went to see it in Amsterdam. Gil (Owen Wilson is a writer on vacation in Paris and at midnight each night he goes back to Paris in the 20's and meets all these famous writers and artists like Hemmingway, FScott Fitzgerald, Picasso, Dali.


Luis Buñuel: A man in love with a woman from a different era. I see a photograph!
Man Ray: I see a film!
Gil: I see insurmountable problem!
Salvador Dalí: I see rhinoceros!

Monday, September 12, 2011

castillos

Annabel’s boyfriend, Roger, takes part in this common activity in Barcelona of building human castles. Many of the neighborhoods in Barcelona practice several times per week, and there is a competition every other year with costumes and music. It is a really nice activity to bring a neighborhood together because you need people of all sizes and abilities to build the castle-you need big strong guys on the bottom, limber lighter people to climb up, and a very small girl with good balance and no fear to climb up to the top, raise one hand above her head to signal that the tower is stable and finished.

Japanese family moved to the neighborhood only a few months prior and the whole family is involved in the castillos, with the little 4 year old girl climbing to the top. The kids are all playing around with the other Spanish kids and adults, it was really cool to see a community building activity like this in action.

La Playa

It is really cool to see an amazing and famous for the first time, for Barcelona this means Gaudi, Dali, Las Ramblas, sangria, tapas, the Gothic area, and lots and lots of running around the city. It is also really cool to visit an amazing and famous city that you have already been to without the pressure to see all of the sites and do all of the things that you “have to do when you are in Barcelona.” I spent a lot of time relaxing at a few different beaches in Barcelona, eating, and hanging out with Annabel.
Barcelona was a last minute plan, as it was one of the cities I could fly out of with my miles and I thought I could go to the beach and the the Dali museum which I had not been to. I was so amazingly lucky that Annabel has been back in Barcelona for just a few weeks after finishing her bachelor’s in Rodderdam, and invited me to stay at her apartment. Annabelita was an amazing host making me dinner-tortilla, ensalada, cerveza, chorizo, bocadilla de tortilla, yum! It was so much fun to spend time with her in her home. We went to a beach in the south called. Here Annabel was disappointed because there was a huge gray cloud that looked like it would ruin our beach day, and she said this happens like twice a year in Barcelona. However, with good fortune our cloud passed and we enjoyed the sun, and water, and some weird sangria on the beach.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

canal tour


The houses in Amsterdam are very narrow because they used to be taxed by width. They are leaning forward a bit so people can move things in through the first story windows as the staircases are too narrow. Why did Boston not think of this? There is also a housing shortage in Amsterdam, so boat houses are common.


Friday, September 9, 2011

750,000 people and more than 1 million bikes

I do not doubt this statement in the least

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Legends are powerful

At first I thought the name of the statue which adorns postcards, corkscrews, and tshifts in all souvineer shops was Manic in Peace, and it was some sort of play on words and the state of the world. However, the name is Mannekn Pis it really means little man pee. in an ols Belgium dialect.
                                                          
There are many, many stories as to why there is a small statue of a boy peeing into a fountain in the Grand-Place in Brussels. Perhaps this is why so many people go to see it, as it’s not very impressive. In the Museum de la Ville, which is a lot about the history of Brussels has a whole room of Mannekin Pis and all of the costumes counties and organizations have dressed him in-the US dressed him as Elvis, Japan did a traditional kimono and sandals, there is an astronaut one. All of the costumes have a little hole so the Manneken Pis can pee. I loved this room-it sort of reminded me of it’s a small world in Disney.Walking into the room there is a video playing from the 80s where they taped tourists from all over the world viewing the boy, and their reactions are all pretty much “why did we spend our time to come see this?”


No one really knows when the statue was built, why it was put in the Grand-Place, or if the statue is actually the original. Consensus is that statue was put up sometime in the 17TH century and the various stories as to why include a witch putting a hex on a little boy who was peeing to the baby of a kind peeing on invading troops. It was stolen several times and there are replicas.

Legends are powerful, and fun.

Beer!

I was really lucky to be in Brussels for the annual beer festival. Kacee and I got a late start due to our normal procrastinating-yoga, running, brunch, coffee, buying jewlry from a stand, buying chocolates, etc, etc. So we had a short amount of time to complete our mission of trying as many different beers as possible-mission accomplished perhaps all too well.

Some really interesting beers we tried were apple, peach, brown sugar, coconut, banana, and really bitter cherry.

Some beers I really enjoyed were the Leffe and Delirium blondes.


Brussels-it will surprise you

This is the slogan of the Brussels government or tourism ministry to promote the city, and I think it’s clever. Pretty much everyone I know who has heard of Brussels, been to Brussels, or is Belgium has told me Brussels is super boring. I don’t really agree. It has rained the entire 5 days I’ve been here, but I like Brussels.


The neighborhoods are made up of narrow cobblestone streets lined with balconies, flower boxes, and bicycles. The city center has lots of well preserved French gothic architecture like old government buildings and churches, as well as many green areas of public parks. This could describe many European cities, but as Brussels is small, there is a quaintness that I enjoy.



Observations about Brussels made after 5 days (so they are definitely accurate):

It smells like waffles everywhere-the metro, outside the palace, the pub. I think it is another pretty clever play of the Brussels tourism ministry to pump the waft of waffles and chocolate into the air.

The train station and system is very confusing, and people don’t really want to help you when you ask questions.

The museums and other public tourist sites do not have lots of English explanations-French and Dutch for sure and maybe an English card on the side of some rooms, if you are lucky. This does not make me mad because I speak English and want to understand what I’ve come all the way to Europe to see. I can sort of understand the French if I want to take the time to read it because of my Spanish. However, it makes me upset for tourists from other places-I have seen a lot of Asian tourists who don’t speak French or Dutch- and they travelled halfway around the world to see these things.

Euro Trip

I feel so fortunate to be on this very very last minute planned Euro trip for 3 weeks. The plan is Cyprus, Brussels, Amsterdam, and Barcelona. :-)

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

In Bruges


Kacee and I watched the movie in Bruges and then went to Bruges the next day, and I recommend doing both of these things very much. The movie is a really dark comedy that makes fun of Bruges and showcases the city at the same time.


We did a canal tour
Ray: Do you think this is good?

Ken: Do I think what's good?
Ray: You know, going around in a boat, looking at stuff?
Ken: Yes, I do. It's called sight-seeing.


The swans


The alcoves


I would agree with Harry, the big boss hitman in the movie, that Bruges really is like a ***ing fairy tale-a rainy fairy tale for Kacee and I.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Driving in Cyprus

It was very confusing to drive in Cyprus, because everything is written in English and either Greek or Turkish. However, it is not always written in both languages so one sign might be Greek, the next in English, and your map is in Greek. There are some names that are easy enough to figure out like Lemesos is also Limassol, but it’s enough to make you second quess yourself in the middle of a rotary where you are driving on the left hand side and counter clockwise. Then on the Turkish side the names were not even close our map said Girne and the road signs said Kyprenia, our map said Lefkosa and the road signs said Nicossia. I understand why the man at the rental car place told me a GPS was useless.