I am so preoccupied with trying to rid myself of various kinds of debris deposited upon me during my worst years of hoarding and pack-ratting that I cannot concentrate on creating blogs with words so I will resort to pictures again.
I just downloaded an odd selection of pics from some of my trips, Turkey, Lake Como, Italy, Paris. Let's see if I can locate them in my files and offer you a nosh. To see them better just click on the photos.
At the left is the courtyard of the Louvre with the original building in the rear and I.M.Pei's glass pyramid in the foreground. I am still not sure I really like the pyramid next to the palace, but then nobody cares what I think.
Top right shows a ritual I always go through when I am in France ( and elsewhere, if I can do it). Once located in my hotel room I go out and wander the streets till I find a Flower Shop, buy myself a bouquet to brighten my room. This was a very modest but comfy little room 2 blocks from Notre Dame with a lovely view outside beyond that gorgeous wrought iron window grille railing. I couldn't have been happier at the Ritz. In fact, at their prices I would not have been happy there at all. I hate ostentation and overspending.
Bottom left.....couldn't resist one of the tyical black cats of Paris in a Paris doorway.
Bottom right......I am not absolutely sure this belongs in my pics of Paris....for all I know it might have been Greece or Turkey, but I fell in love with this Lion wherever the hell he is. Please don't sue.
There is Lois, sleeves rolled up, getting ready to tuck into a meal.....from the angle of the sun I would guess breakfast or maybe lunch on the balcony of our hotel overlooking the lake. The photo on the right is from the same vantage point showing part of the view from the cafe balcony looking across the lake (navigable by frequent ferries which docked right next to our hotel.....sooooo convenient.)
Same cafe balcony. Of course, I always manage to find some critters to feed and the wonderful water fowl on the lake did not disappoint. Not a bad turnout for just some crumbs,.
The falls were encountered on a lovely boat ride we took up the coast......I wish I would have been able to kayak around there like those lucky folks....well, maybe next time.
Ah, this is a sight that makes me faint with joy.....an assortment of Turkish homemade breads on the buffet. The food on this trip was incredible.....I love Mediterranean/Middle Eastern cuisine and the meals were mind boggling and waistline destroying.
Well, that is enough for one offering. I have made myself so hungry that I must rush off and stuff my face with something delectable. I suggest you do the same.
The New Yorker covers: August 18, 1975
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