Thursday, 24 July 2014

Paris by car - Paris by bike - while you were out - postcards from Canada

Paris by car and bike

french wheat (where do you think all of those baguettes come from?)

On Saturday morning we got up early, loaded the car and took off for Paris.  The high speed train takes less than two hours, but the drive is pleasant and not too onerous, about the same time it takes for us to drive from downtown Toronto to Maggie's parents' home in Skootamatta.  If one wishes to pay road tolls then the superhighway is an option, with a travel time of three hours, but we were a) cheap and b) interested in seeing the countryside, and so chose to avoid toll roads.  This expanded our travel time to perhaps four hours instead, but we had a little break for sandwiches at the halfway mark.


Once we were installed at our hotel, we unloaded the bikes and immediately set off exploring the city.  Having sweated through the Paris Metro in the summertime, and having walked my feet sore trudging all the way up the Champs d'Elysée in the past, I must say that cycling in Paris is the best way to experience the city.  It really makes the whole place much smaller, and on a muggy day it's the best kind of air conditioning.

Maggie had researched a number of fabric and embroidery shops to explore and so our first stop was one of those.

embroidery shop Le Bonheur des Dames

We also had a visit to the Mariage Frères tea shop, and replenished our stocks of Marco Polo and Earl Grey French Blue teas.  The scent of the wonderful variety of teas there is fresh and delicious, but we didn't stop for a cup, and carried on.

That evening we had a drink in the hotel bar with an old friend Stuart Marlin, who was an adjunct professor of Psychology at Queen's when I was a student there.  He and his wife Holly now live in Newcastle Australia, where he is the assistant head of the School of Psychology.  We had a nice dinner at a nearby Italian restaurant and caught up; it had been close to ten years but as sometimes happens with old friends it is as if no time has passed.  Holly and Stuart are also quite talented photographers; their work may be seen here.

Museum

the Louvre


We considered visiting the main collections of the Louvre, as Maggie has never done so, but a little research led us instead to the attached Museum of Les Arts DécoratifsMost interesting to me was their collection of Art Nouveau furniture, and Maggie and I both enjoyed the costume exhibition of the Antwerp fashion designer Dries Van Noten.  Here is a beautiful double music stand by the Art Nouveau designer Alexandre Charpentier.  The "flames" in the wood grain are beautiful, and I love how these double stands would allow two musicians to play or sing from their own score while still maintaining eye contact and visual connection with each other.

 a double music stand by Charpentier in the Decorative Arts Museum

Behind the music stand you can see a special cabinet that is made to hold the four viols of a string quartet.  Obviously these pieces were part of a set, whether for sale, or for display or demonstration.

We had a brief lunch of a sandwich at a nearby café and then took a cycle up the Boulevard de l'Opéra.  Perhaps you have seen those little filled cookies called macarons?  They have been the subject of a sort of cold war cookie race between a number of patissiers, and the most famous ones are those of Ladurée in Paris.  I had some of those the last time I was here, but the main competitor to Ladurée is Pierre Hermé, and his shop is at #39, just down from the Opera House.

Macarons by Pierre Hermé

They were really delicious.  The salted butter caramel ones are very famous, but the rose petal and passion fruit was also a big hit.

in front of the Palais Garnier Opera House

We had planned to finally do the Garnier Opera House tour, but as the day was still beautiful decided instead to cycle up the Champs d'Elysée to the Etoile around the Arc de Triomphe.  Maggie and I found the cycling a little bumpy... the cobbles were not the best cycling surface, but it sure beats walking.  We rode around the traffic circle a couple of times, something that Maggie has wanted to do ever since she was a little girl reading Eloise in Paris by Kay Thompson and Hilary Knight.
 

crossing one off the bucket list (and almost kicking the bucket doing it)

 a big tricolore
 

I know a little Belgian... he's standing over there...

Coincidentally there was a little dog at the Arc that resembled Weenie, Eloise's dog.  The owner asked where we were from and when we mentioned Canada, but that we lived in Brussels, he told us that the little dog was a Petit Brabançon, a Belgian dog breed.
As well as cycling around the Etoile we also noticed a woman who had stalled her car right in the middle of the roundabout, and so finding a break in the traffic we ran out to give her a push.  Two french teenagers also helped us, and the woman was very happy to be out of the traffic, so we were glad to have done our good deed for the day.

incredible living wall at the Musée du quai Branly

We did a little shopping along the way, then cycled past the Trocadero gardens and under the Eiffel Tower, and then past the beautiful living wall of greenery that covers one side of the Quai Branly Museum.  This museum houses exhibitions of indigenous art, cultures and civilizations from Africa, Asia, Oceania, and the Americas.  The posters describing the exhibitions looked fascinating, but it will have to be part of another trip.


pop-up café on the bank of the Seine for young Parisians

We continued along the bank of the Seine, until we decided to have a glass of something cold at a pop-up café.  A lot of young Parisians seemed to be there, and there was a little restaurant running out of an airstream trailer, and a DJ with a dance floor.  We enjoyed a little rest and then carried on.

Courtyard dining at the Westin Paris

Dinner was at the hotel, and it was quite good... the ambience in the dining courtyard was very nice, and the light as evening fell had a beautiful quality to it.  One thing that we found puzzling... in the restaurant, in the bar, and on the street in general, we noticed that most of the guests were American or Canadian; there were almost no British people that we could identify, and we heard very little french spoken in the hotel.  Our waiter explained that this is the high season for North American tourists; the french have all gone elsewhere...

This was confirmed the next morning; at breakfast we were surprised to find ourselves in the company of a group of Canadian State Farm insurance salespeople and their families, enjoying a rewards tour of Europe!  One set was from Calgary, and another was from Toronto.  Quite a coincidence.


Homeward bound

After breakfast we packed our few things together and drove out of town.  Perhaps 100 kms out of Paris we stopped at the city of Soissons for lunch, and afterwards took a short walk up the street from our restaurant to explore some ruins we had spotted.  They proved to be of the Abbey of St. Jean des Vignes.

lunch break at Soissons, and a visit to the ruined Abbey of St. Jean des Vignes



We were interested to discover a little bit of the history of Soissons, which was the capital of a Belgic tribe conquered by Julius Caesar in 57 BC.  The city later became one of the provincial capitals of the Merovingian kings after the death of Clovis I in 511.  The present buildings of the Abbey were built in from the 12th century onward, with the imposing west front being completed in the 16th century, but the abbey was suppressed during the French Revolution and since then many of the buildings were quarried and dismantled for use elsewhere, while some were used as armouries.  Those buildings still extant are in reasonably good condition and there is a well-appointed visitor's centre there, and a large exhibition space used for art exhibitions.

While you were out


pickling cucumbers!
 
"You're gonna need a taller stake"

It was nice to return home.  The garden has done reasonably well; as you can see there are small pickling cucumbers already on the vine, and my mini-roma tomato plant has grown to the limits of its support, and some tomatoes are already ripening on it.  Everything was in need of water, though, and I carried a lot of our collected rainwater over to the allotment to give every plant a good drink.

 Fishtank re-fit with a layer of nutrient soil for the plants

In other gardening news, our goldfish always seem to be eating the plants that we purchase, so we have decided to try another method, suggested by the pet store clerk.  We've emptied the aquarium and added a later of soil to the bottom, then protected this with a layer of gravel.  Then by poking holes through the gravel with a finger it is possible to push the roots of aquatic plants into the soil layer, while letting the gravel prevent the soil from mixing with and muddying the water.  That was an afternoon project for me yesterday; I am hoping that the plants will be healthier, and am suspecting that the reason the fish were eating the plants is that they were dying from a lack of proper nutrients.

Maggie's armchair slipcover success

Maggie has had her own project, that of slip-covering our new armchair with some fabric she purchased for that purpose.  Kiki is a notorious claw-sharpener and so we decided we needed to protect the furniture with something that she wouldn't enjoy scratching.  Draped fabric isn't pleasant for her to scratch upon, so we are hoping that this will deter her from destroying our furniture.

Postcards from Canada

Calabogie sunsets

Malcolm has been taking more pictures with my phone, and with our photo-sharing enabled, it means that I can see them right away.  It would seem that they are having a great time in Canada, and enjoying beautiful sunsets... tours of cool museums, visits to aquariums, and even a trip up the CN tower.  We've been keeping in touch by phone and by text message, so that has helped a little with their homesickness, and our missing them.

Heads-up Gus, you've got a bogey on your six

Toronto Aquarium

 Toronto tower tourism

Now we have some quiet time to just be around the house, and enjoy the summer.  It's a beautiful 28 degrees outside right now, with a sunny sky and a little bit of breeze, and some bbq is in our future, I am sure...

Happy holidays!

Friday, 18 July 2014

Belgian coast photo-blog

which way to Holland?

cycling infrastructure along the Belgian coast

cycling along the "boardwalk" at Knokke-Heist

 bath chairs and cabins, but no bathing

the nature preserve of "Het Zwin" on the border with Holland

a short walk along the beach to a completely secluded spot

the lift-bridge that made us wait an hour on our way home

a cold Duvel Trippel-Hop on the boat

the pier at Blankenberge with the tide out

video arcades along the beach... memories of many quarters spent in Sauble Beach, in days gone by
 
I want one

a Canadianesque view... except for the windmill

Just a brief note today.  We had a great time cycling along the sea-coast of Belgium over the last couple of days... but the heat here in the city makes me wish that we had stayed on the boat!  Even now at 23h the thermometer reads 30 degrees inside, and 26 outside.  It was as hot as 36 degrees today outside, and on our south-facing terrace I bet it was even hotter.

But we had to come home for two reasons.  The first is that Frank has people coming to charter the boat tomorrow, so we had to clear out.  The second is that we have our own destination in mind for tomorrow: we plan to get up early and leave directly for Paris.  The drive, even while avoiding tolls should be at least four hours, so we hope to check into the Hotel Paris Vendome by around 13h tomorrow.

We are taking our bicycles, so it will be another side of Paris that we will see this visit.  I have visited Paris many times, as has Maggie, but this is our first time to visit it together, and we plan to have a good little exploration by bike of the area around the place Vendome, the Louvre, and so forth...

We also hope to meet up with old friends from my Queen's days... Stuart Marlin was a prof for one quarter of my PSYC100 class, and we went on to become good friends.  He and his wife Holly were our guests in Toronto shortly after he took his university position in Australia, but the two of them are in Paris this week for a conference, and exploring the city by camera: both are wonderfully talented photographers.  More next week about our Paris adventures, if I can figure out how to safely take an iPhone photo from a moving bicycle there...

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Rainy race weekend in the Ardennes

start of the kids' 1K sprint

tough competition

fun on the playground

 Kiana and Simon

Bryan and Claire

Tiffany with an advance escort, and support from Kiana and Claire


on the podium

This past weekend we were invited to come along with our friends Bryan and Kiana, to a race weekend in the Ardennes, near the town of Houffalize.  This event was part of a series of trail running events that Bryan and Kiana and some of their running friends were using to train for the Mont Blanc Ultra-Trail race that is coming up later on this summer.  The UTMB as it is called covers approximately 166 km, with a total elevation gain of around 9,600 metres, and takes runners through France, Switzerland and Italy.  Bryan ran it last year and hopes to better his time this year.  It takes between 20 and 40 hours to run, so it is not for the faint-hearted.

As for this weekend, the runners (Bryan, Kiana, Claire, Simon, Lawrence, Tiffany) could opt in or out of a number of races.  At the most, Bryan and Claire ran 107 kilometers over about 48 hours, and the others ran a variety of different distances.  Even the kids had a chance to try a 1 km sprint.

Maggie and I didn't run any races but spent much of the weekend relaxing at the campground, but also had a chance to spend time with the three Hammer children, as well as the two daughters of Lawrence and Tiffany, while the parents were racing.  It was very relaxing to be camped next to the burbling river, and we slept very well, and with the whole group enjoyed nice potluck and some nice barbeque.  We were interested to see that the running team's hydration beverage of choice was frequently Chimay Bleu; no doubt they were burning off the roughly 212 calories per bottle in their races.

old MG soft-top
  
Citroën Pallas

Lawrence and Tiffany cry tears of joy at the magnificent
cote a l'os steak at the Café Pêcheries in Achouffe

why it's called the Café Pêcheries

This part of the Ardennes has a robust topography, with lots of cliffs and old mountains, with many fir forests and little river valleys.  We took a short visit to the village of Achouffe, where the Chouffe brewery is located, and checked out some old cars in the parking lot as we were waiting to meet up with our friends.  Maggie is really becoming quite a connoisseur of the vintage convertible, and she was drooling over some old Morgans, and a nice vintage Citroën Pallas.

We decided to have lunch at the Café Pêcheries, which is located right next to a stocked trout pond.  People were catching these lively and beautiful rainbow trout as we were sitting on the patio waiting to order, so I made sure to have trout myself.  Lawrence and Tiffany opted for the cote a l'os, which was a massive tri-tip steak on the bone.  Very delicious.  We walked along the water and talked a bit with some of the fisher-folk.  Apparently one pays ten euros a kilogramme for the trout; I think we might come back and bring the boys so that they can enjoy some fresh-caught fish themselves.

with Lawrence at the Chouffe Shop

 teaching the Canadian trout grip to a skeptical Belgian

We picked up a few varieties of La Chouffe beer to share at the campsite, as well as some glasses to use and bring home.  Two or three varieties of La Chouffe are available at the DelHaize so we can use them here at home.

our humble campsite

embroidery ensemble

bubble time

Belgian roadside bottle opener / road sign

 book and cigar by kerosene lamplight


early fraternity training

All in all we had a great time, but had a lot of cleanup to do when we got home, and spent much of yesterday unpacking, doing laundry, drying out the tents and tarps and getting them packed away.

drying out the tents at home

We also got some status updates on the boys.  They seem to be having fun.  Malcolm is spending time with his cousins in Mississauga.  He's been getting in his fair share of pool time...

 Malcolm in the pool

 Duncan hitting the links

While Duncan has been golfing with granddad and his cousin.

Today we tried out our new bike carrier.  We bought the base a little while ago, but needed the bike carrier attachment, and this afternoon we drove out to Wavre where they assembled and installed it for us.  Super service from the people at AlainPneus, and the price was very competitive.  The whole structure is much more sturdy than one of those hang-on bike carriers, and with a convertible a roof rack isn't an option, so we are quite happy with it.

 Testing out our new bike carrier

Tomorrow morning we are heading out for Zeebrugge, and hope to take advantage of a relatively nice weather forecast for the next couple of days, to explore the Belgian seacoast by bicycle.  We will sleep on the Tyfoon, and visit Oostende, deHaan, Knokke, and maybe go inland to Brugge itself.  The itinerary isn't fixed, but we'll just see how it goes.  I hope to be able to report some nice sunbathing, swimming and cycling activities in my next post.

 bolognese pizza with peppers from the garden

and one with artichokes, tomato, prosciutto and fresh basil

We had a heap of bolognese left over from the weekend, some still in our fridge here at home, and so tonight I made pizza on our stone, on the gas barbeque, so that we could use up some ingredients, and would have a convenient and easy food for our bike trip.  I am really quite happy with the stone; I cured it with flaxseed oil before the first use, and there is no adhesion at all from pizza dough.  Tonight we got it up to over 550 degrees F and put the dough directly onto the stone.  The crust cooked quickly but wasn't prone to burning, which is exactly what I want, so I think we will invest in a flat cookie sheet with no edges, if a pizza peel isn't to be found, to help slide the fresh pizzas onto the stone...

Happy BBQ-ing to you too...