Or as I know it, Richard Of York Gave Battle In Vain! Colours of the rainbow!
Or as I know it, Richard Of York Gave Battle In Vain! Colours of the rainbow!
I’m still waiting for my camera to be fixed. February I sent it off for repair. It’s now the middle of May. They’re taking the biscuit. I’ve holding off chasing it as I keep giving them the benefit of doubt. Maybe tomorrow I’ll receive an email saying it’s ready for collection. I took 4 months for my watch to be repaired, so waiting’s the game in Spain. I’ve been using iPhone in the mean time, but it’s not the same. I miss my camera.
This week’s challenge is Forces of Nature. Enjoy
Triora Italy, 2013. The last place to hold witch trails in Italy. Full of abandoned buildings now taken over plants, spiders, mice and who knows what. Some buildings send shivers down my spine, felt cold or my imagination was running high. Dolceaqua, or Sweet Water, Italy, 2012Flooding. Parc Vaugrenier, France, 2013/4Storm Clouds, Antibes, France, 2013/4Storm, Antibes, France 2013. Mistral, Cap d’Antibes, France, 2014.Winter Storm, Barcelona, 2014Weekly Photo Challenge Forces of Nature
Already waking up to birds singing and listening to frogs at night is now a long distance memory. This time last week I was packing for the weekend away in France to celebrate my friends wedding. It was also my first non family or course obligation holiday, break since 2011. 3 days away, 3 days back and it’s like I was never away!
My friend and I met when we were neighbours and hit it off straight away. It amazes me that we come from completely different cultures (British and Vietnamese) yet, her and her then room mate, Huyen, who’s also a great friend have much in common and always have something to talk about. Maybe not food, ‘You don’t eat fish either?!’ What do you eat! We may not see each for weeks, months or like this weekend a year and catch up where we left off. Those are the best friendships!
Linh was beautiful. They’d already got married a few weeks earlier in Hanoi and earlier that day at the town hall, a formality in France. Antibes Cathedral was the final ceremony! The whole service was in Vietnamese, so I have absolutely no idea what was going on! Fortunately for me, everybody spoke great English, which helped at the reception. I was seated next to Huyen and I think we caught up on everything! The biggest surprise however was at the reception. Linh is/was 4.5 months pregnant! I did have a sneaky feeling in the cathedral, but thought no, she would have told me. She wanted to tell me in person!
P couldn’t come due to work, so it was just me, myself and I and I surprisingly had a great time on my own some. I also surprised myself with my driving. Driving in France can be hairy at times and the hire car just had 6km on the clock. Brand spanking new. No pressure. Full insurance? Yes please. I had some tight parking reverse spots I would have panicked about previously. Lots of reverse, 1st, turn the wheel as much as you can, you can do its. Sometimes you’ve just gotta get on with it! I also asked for a room change, something I might have just accepted before. I stayed in an apartment hotel so I could eat my veggies and the first room stunk of smoke. Being a holiday weekend, I knew they’d be fully booked. Smiling and asking politely worked. I was transferred to a non smoking room with a sea view from the balcony if you stuck you head out.
The ceremony was on the Saturday and I arrived Thursday to stock the fridge. Friday being May Day everywhere would be closed. My plan worked. After landing and collecting the car, I had 45 minutes to find a supermarket! Friday, I knew exactly where I’d be running. When I first received my invitation, my first thought was ‘She’s getting married! Yay! My Linh’s getting married!’ Second thought, ‘I can run in the park!’ The park I spent many hours running and biking around. 10km of birds singing, light drizzle, green all around, wind in the trees, a green woodpecker and a swan. Apart from my friends, allowing the import of cosmetics, that park is the one of the few things I miss about France.
Friday afternoon, post run with hand santizer working in a pinch for deodorant, I set off for Eze. I hoped it would be the one place all weekend I’d be able to look around Fragonard the Perfumer. I don’t wear perfume, but I love their soaps. Every year they feature a flower of the year. This year’s jasmine, which along with lilac is my favourite scent. I couldn’t not go! They have shops all along the Cote Azur, however being a holiday, most would be closed. Eze just outside Monaco is home to the Chateau de la Chèvre d’Or, so Fragonard had be open. My gamble paid off! I also wanted the drive there. The coastal road to Italy is pretty, but it was my first time driving it, rather than begin a passenger so my views were limited. Hitting the rain cloud on the way up that engulfed Eze was a little scary. Especially at it’s thickest across the viaduct in!
My flight on the Sunday wasn’t until late and checkout was early. Just before moving back to Barcelona, we walked a little of the Cap d’Antibes. If I have known about it sooner, I would have walked it more. My one regret was that I didn’t walk it’s full distance. I’ll put my hands up and say I was completely ill prepared for this walk. Firstly, I really needed the bathroom, I didn’t take water, I said only a little way, then turn around for the bathroom and I was wearing slip on skater shoes and a lace t-shirt (I’ll accept the odd looks I got). That’s the last time I listen to my internal advice! I walked the whole coast part, skipped the inland return and walked back along the coastal path. My reasoning, I’m not going to get to listen to the sea as quietly for a long time. My Mum’s right. You can take the girl out the countryside, you can’t take the countryside out the girl. That said, I did shed a tear landing in Barcelona. I don’t when I’ll get to see my friends again, but my life is for now in Barcelona. I’m happier here and I know we’ll find a way to say hello in person again. I can always go back to visit. France I’ve learned is a lot nicer to visit than to live in. It’s charm wears off after a while! If I do, I can take that trip I wanted to take Sunday, but I listened to that internal voice saying, Cannes is closer. Less traffic for the airport back. Shoulda gone to Monaco!
There’s nothing like seeing the sun rise and feeling the energy of a new day ahead. Sunsets are for everyone, sunrises you feel like it’s just you in the whole wide world watching a ball of hot pink rise on the horizon welcoming a new day. The early bird catches the worm is true. I have a real dislike for oversleeping and feeling like the day’s gone already when I do. I can get so much more done getting up early and am a much happier person for it!
Baie de Anges, Antibes, France 2012-2014. Taken from my then apartment. Sunrises there were spectacular. A motor boat crossing the bay or some one walking was loud compared to another time of the day!
Triola, Italy, 2012 the last place in Italy to hold witch trials. This was taken in early summer. Tucked high in the mountains, it felt like nobody else was up. The birds were singing, a goat was saying hello, a car starting sounded like a Harley and there was that buzz of a hot day head.
Afloat: Dictionary.reference.com: 1. Floating or borne on the water, 2, on board a ship, boat, raft, etc; at sea.
This challenge was both easy and difficult. Easy as I have many boat photos from my time in France. Difficult, I have none taken from being afloat, which would make a fantastic vantage point. Bottom line, I have a lot of pretty boat photos. I narrowed them down the best I could, however the Cote Azur has many gems. Enjoy!
Seagulls Barcelona, this week. The Mediterranean Sea is less than 200 meters away, but gulls love to have a bath, rest and drink for a moment at one of my gyms outside pools. Pigeons also love to drop by for a drink.