Frankfurt am Main

Our European wanderings have brought us to Frankfurt, which has the duel attraction of being a good city from which to base some touring, and of being the home to our friends, Martin and Arabella. We are happily ensconced in the Hotel Diana, where the staff are friendly and the breakfast is big. We've visited the fine arts museum and the sculpture museum, as well as wandered around town. Yesterday, Martin drove us to Darmstadt, to visit the printing museum therein. Despite Arabella's insistence to the contrary, the museum was not boring but great; I think that I took about 100 pictures, but then I get very excited around moveable type. They have all kinds of machines, most of them operational, and the volunteers who work there are gems. The pressman, Peter, was particularly helpful... he was also excited that we were from Canada. He asked "where are you from?" and I thought he meant the country, but he had already pegged us as Canadian and wanted to know the city, so I told him "Prince George" with all the confidence that he'd have to ask where that is, but he said "Oh, I've been there three times and will be there next summer... I have been through to Prince Rupert, to Alaska, and to Jasper, and next year I am going to go from Vancouver to the Yukon to take the Dempster Highway!" Needless to say, I was impressed. I gave him my card and hope that he calls, so I can return some of his hospitality.

Also in Darmstadt we visited the Mathildenhöhe, which has a gallery and a lot of Jugendstil architecture. It also had a restaurant [thankfully] where we had Swabian specialties, in honour of Martin's heritage. The gallery had a delightful show by Nedko Solakov, a Bulgarian artist. His work consisted of emendations he made to the gallery space; after the last show was taken down, all the cases and pillars as well as labels were left in place, and he mainly wrote on the walls in felt pen, drawing little stick figures, writing satirical text, and making comments about art, artists, art patrons, and life in general. I enjoyed it, especially since the fellow on the cash register tried to warn us that we might not like the show... he even gave us a discount, because he was afraid we'd complain [there was a sign saying that no refunds would be given... I think that they have had a lot of complaints!]... after the show, we assured him that it was great. Oh, besides the gallery show, we were told to go downstairs for the rest of the exhibit, which consisted of taking off our shoes, putting our feet in plastic bags, putting on the available rubber boots, going up a set of stairs, then descending a ladder to an underground, bricked water reservoir, where we waded through a foot of water to the far corner, where there was a desk with a lamp on it, with a sign telling us that he had run out of ideas and perhaps we could offer him one... there were pencils and paper and a box to put the suggestions in... I offered a suggestion, but I am pretty sure that just walking through the water and contemplating his request constituted the art work.

Well, the clock is striking 5:45 [we are in an internet cafe right next to a church] and we are meeting M and A for dinner, soonish. More updates to come...

Vive La France!

A quick note for you, dear reader, in case you are wondering... we are in Strasbourg and have been for a few days; it is Bastille Day, so we anticipate some decent fireworks, tonight.

This is a good city for sightseeing; there is a lot to do, but the main part of the old town is walkable... nothing is too far from anything else. The cathedral here is exceptional; until the one in Cologne was constructed, it was the tallest in Europe (142 m). The centre of the city is all walking streets bordered with lovely half-timbred houses.

The food has been dandy, too; choucroute is the specialty, and we've had spatzle and other french/germanish delights. The wine is fine... I have always been a great fan of Alsatian wine, and it is great to be in the homeland.

Tomorrow, we set sail (or hop the train) for Frankfurt; this has been a bit of a short stay in Strasbourg, but I think that we will return. It will be good to see our friend, Martin, tomorrow, and get to looking at Hessian stuff.

TTFN.

Now, Avignon

Just a quick update for my reader...

We had a great time in Barcelona, then took the train out of Sants Station on the 5th. We got to Avignon, and have been moving pretty quickly ever since. We have seen the Palace of the Popes and the Pont St. Benizet (the bridge from the song) and numerous sights around Avignon. As well, we took a day-trip to Arles, and two tours: one to Pont du Gard and Chateauneuf du Papes; and one to Les Baux, Gordes, and Roussillon. As well as the structured activities, we have been seeing a lot of street theatre, as the Avignon Festival is going on right now. Our meals have been dandy, too. We had one particulary good one at a place called La Fourchette (recommended by the fellow who did our wine-tasting at the Palace of the Popes... a wise investment... he said it was his favourite restaurant in Avignon); I had foie gras, then dorade (one of my favourite fishes), with peach soup for dessert, all washed-down with a lovely rosé... spiffy. It has been action-packed. Tomorrow is our last day here... on Saturday, we go to Strasbourg; it is a long train ride, but there are no changes.

Well, this is pretty much it for now... typing on a French keyboard takes a little getting used to.

Greetings from Barcelona

We (Melinda and I) have been in Barcelona for a week, now... the first few days sightseeing and latterly at The Learning Conference at the University of Barcelona.

We've seen a bunch of good stuff... The Sagrada Familia, the Picasso Museum, The Catalan Museum, The Joan Miro Gallery, The Barcelona City Museum, Park Guell, Mount Tibidabo (and the amusements thereon), as well as a number of other nifty spots.

The conference is going well, as well. It is a "learning" conference, and this definition seems to be wide open, so there are many different, interesting presentations in a number of different streams. As well as learning good stuff, we have managed to make a few friends, including Salah, who is from Bahrain and is currently finishing his doctorate in England. There are people here from all over the world, and it is particularly valuable to hear that the problems we face as educators (students, administration, politics, etc.) are universal, and this serves to make our work in Prince George seem a little less isolated. As well, we are picking up all kinds of good ideas.

On the idea of meeting people from all over, we met two charming young guys from Finland while heading up to Mount Tibidabo, yesterday. Antii and Simo were spending their last day in Barcelona -- Antii because he had to go back to Helsinki to report for his compulsory military service, and Simo because he was going to Malta for language school -- and they deigned to spend the afternoon with us oldsters. We enjoyed the delights of Tibidabo, the view, the churchtower, a flight on Air Tibidabo ( a ride that appears to date from 1928), and just wandering and looking. After our stop on the mount, we went back into Barcelona for dinner at Casa Alfonso, a dandy place for tapas. It was fun hanging out with the gents... they are thoughtful and interesting characters. One particularly funny moment: Melinda was explaining that her interst in Finland included the Moomin books and Antii exclaimed that these were (and perhaps still are) his favourite books, without any sense of self-consciousness about childishness... I hope he keeps his head down while he is out there learning to be a soldier. Finland is in good hands, if these two are any indication of the next generation coming to maturity there.

Well, time to sign off... considering that the one person who regularly might read this is sitting at the computer terminal next to me, this might be a fruitless exercise...