THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACK

                                          GOERLITZ      At night it looked so different.  A series of lights along the waterfront with some barely discernable buildings behind.  I had no idea what it was called or what was there.  The Goerlitz map showed just a few buildings beside the river and the “living house of J. Bohme”, whoever he was.  I left myContinue reading “THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACK”

LE MISTRAL – LE MISERY

I’d waited, waited because there are a thousand postcards of Peyrepertuse with the sun shining on its crumbling old walls atop a spectacular outcrop of rock; but in the end I was denied.  Instead of improving, each day the weather seemed to get worse.  The weather for the whole trip bar one half a dayContinue reading “LE MISTRAL – LE MISERY”

MIDST MAYHEM AND MELANCHOLY

It was crowded and seemingly disorganized, such a contrast to my previous visit to the famous Dali museum at Figueres, that almost; no, definitely, indescribable edifice that reminds you of no other; like the man himself, it is unique. The short road to the carpark was being dug up and we had to wait aboutContinue reading “MIDST MAYHEM AND MELANCHOLY”

A LITTLE TRAIN RIDE

Le Petite Jaune (the little yellow) is a tourist train that I’d like to say huffs and puffs its way into the Pyrenees, except it’s electric, from a place called Villefranche de Conflent, itself a special place with fortifications started back in the 11th century and enlarged over the years.  However, it was vulnerable soContinue reading “A LITTLE TRAIN RIDE”

WHO NEEDS FRIENDS?

Bidens Pilosa, aka farmers’ friend.  There are things in nature that people don’t like.  Most of them have a reason for being.  I mean, without flies, there would be no coffee, though, as a tea drinker, I couldn’t really care.  There are others though, mosquitoes and leeches to name but two, to which I’m strugglingContinue reading “WHO NEEDS FRIENDS?”

TOR-MEANT

I was sure Mike had said it was a reserve.  When confronted later he denied all.  Perhaps it was my blind enthusiasm that affected my hearing two days before.  Right now I was sitting on some lichen enriched granite and contemplating some of the best views of the New England area I’d ever seen whileContinue reading “TOR-MEANT”

HELLO JOSEPHINE!

With Mademoiselle Baker’s seductive tones warbling midst the cackling of ravens as they built their nests in tiny alcoves in the nearby chapel, I knew it would be a repast to remember.  Bathed in sunlight on the terrace brasserie at Chateau de Milandes we dined midst the budding Tilleuil trees contemplating our day’s itinerary. SoContinue reading “HELLO JOSEPHINE!”

THE DA VINCI CODE and A WINE LOVER’S DREAM

We had started our day well, going out for an early morning photo session on a crystal clear morning.  Walking ancient cobbled stone ways lit by occasional street lights that cast eerie shadows hiding who-knew-what and then finding modern concrete stairways to climb in the soft morning glow of the golden hour, past garden bedsContinue reading “THE DA VINCI CODE and A WINE LOVER’S DREAM”

HAVE WE GOT ROCKS IN OUR HEADS?

                       At some point during our 6 ½ hour walk we contemplated such words.  We had started out above Le Rozier, the village adjacent to Peyreleau where we were staying.  They are separated only by a small stream and a one arch mediaeval stone bridge. We had climbed for about 20 minutes to getContinue reading “HAVE WE GOT ROCKS IN OUR HEADS?”

TWISTED, BUT NOT BITTER

2.30, it’s 2.30, as in a.m.  Doubts arise as to the sanity of doing anything at this time of the day; sorry, night, but I’m driven.  Once before I’d made the sunrise at Dove Lake, back in the days when you could still drive your motorhome to the water’s edge.  These days it’s so popularContinue reading “TWISTED, BUT NOT BITTER”