A brief note from me Before I describe my Rhine Cruise to you all, I will just say something briefly about the appalling events of this weekend: Beirut then Paris. I am not some genius. The ebbs and flows of human misery and joy in their totality are beyond my meagre ability to comprehend let alone offer much insight upon. So I will keep it simple, and this is purely
The trip up through Belgium and the Netherlands was uneventful. The Trafalgar Tour coach was comfortable and the driver was obviously experienced. My daughter relieved the tedium of the trip by teasing me from the seat in front. But eventually our destination appeared ahead. Amsterdam’s name is quite descriptive, meaning a dam on the river Amstel. However it has come a long way since it’s origin 800 years ago
Today’s post is about how I planned
Today I share some of my photos from inside the Tower of London, and also my thoughts on how I post-processed them. Now one thing that you need to understand is that I am not a photographic expert. I’m also not a post-processing expert. Or even a particularly good hobbyist photographer. I’ve been using this European trip to try to teach myself something about DLSRs. So don’t get your hopes
So we caught the Tube to Tower Hill to see the Tower of London. The day was grey and I felt myself wondering whether I should have brought umbrellas. I also realised that my previous day’s photos of public monuments and the such was fairly sub-par. On this grey day I needed to lift my game! Naturally the use of the expression “lift my game” then went on to totally
(NOTE: I wanted to title this post “My photos of Westminster really sucked”. Anyway, take this post as a warning to bad planning.) So I naively had this plan. It’s the one I mentioned earlier, the
Hi all, You may remember this stone dude
In case you are curious as to the point of this post, please re-read the title. Yep – it says it all. So we were in London for two days (how stupid is that? Should be longer.) . Our plans say “British Museum in morning. Westminster in afternoon.” Dumb, dumb, dumb. Shows you that we were only used to Australian museums where you waltz in, see everything within two hours,
(NOTE: this is just a whimsical post without much purpose) Francis Albert Augustus Charles Emmanuel (Prince Albert as we know him) had an ambitious uncle named Leopold, who just happened to be King of Belgium during the 1830s. Crafty old Leopold thought that it would be a fine idea to encourage romance between his nephew and his English niece (a fine lass named Victoria). I’m not sure that we would
Summary In today’s post I will look at Warwick Castle as a tourist destination, a place where history is recreated,
