February 03, 2013


 After arriving back in London, I went from King's Cross to Baker St to meet my cousin brother. We then boarded a bus for Stansted airport and made our way towards Stockholm. When we arrived in Sweden, and exited the terminal, the first thing that happened was we both started coughing. An 80 minute bus journey later we arrived at Central Station in Stockholm. We had a map for the hotel we were staying at but given it was the wee hours of the early am, we jumped in a cab and did it the easy way. The next morning we woke up to this kind of temperature.

 We went and collected our Uncle and took him to the motel so he could drop his bag off. Then, rugging up, we ventured out again. 

Yours truly and the Uncle - image by ACP
Snow balls
Please note the ice forming on my snood. Parts of it I was able to snap on the rare moments I took it off.

Group of guys pushing the snow off the roof. Not my idea of fun.

This was originally a bottle of water but it gives you an idea of how cold it was.
Even the ducks were searching for warmth.

Standing in front of the Vasa. The ship wasn't balanced so when she set sail on her maiden voyage a gust of wind caught the sails, the gunwales went under the water line, she filled up with water and sank like a stone, upright, to the bottom of the harbour.


A bit of silly. 

Image from ACP

In Paris

Having been to Paris once before, I don't have that many new photo's to share.

We left London on Eurostar on Monday morning and 2 hours later, arrived in virtually the heart of Paris.

All lit up. The timing was perfect as moments after I took this picture the lights went out.

Sacre Coeur

As we reached the Moulin Rouge the police started to cordon the area off. We never discovered if it was for a guest arrival or a bomb scare.

No left turn
Paris Opera

Musee de Lourve

Angie at the Lourve

We spent quite a while in the Islamic galleries. The artwork and the history of this region is amazing.

Surprisingly, when we reached the room where the Mona Lisa hangs, we found it virtually empty; at least by comparison to the first time I saw her. I managed, on this viewing, to get a better image of her.

Preparing a room for a new installation. It was interesting to watch a team unpack and organise the items.

Selfie in front of a boy riding a dolphin heading into Napoleon's apartments.

Taken while standing directly underneath one of the many, many, many chandeliers.

Street artist. We passed this guy setting up in the morning at about 11am and this  photo was taken at about 16.30