Category Archives: My travels

Rollin’ on the river… (5 bonus points if you sang that in a really low voice)…

Posted on July 29, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Remember, kids, whenever you can get on a boat, get on a boat… especially when you are on vacation. It will put that smug smile on your face. We finished off our first day in Paris by taking a cruise … Continue reading →

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The Art of war… part two…

Posted on July 28, 2015 by pouringmyartout

We now continue with my little adventure to the Musée de l’Armée  in Paris. And, because of the silly way my head works, my favorite part of that side trip was the free paper Napoleon hat I got at the … Continue reading →

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The Art of war… part 1…

Posted on July 28, 2015 by pouringmyartout

See, it’s a clever title, because I went to a military museum in Paris… and my name is Arthur, so you could conceivably call me Art… although I wish you wouldn’t… and also there was a book called ‘The Art … Continue reading →

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Paris… part 4… (or); Art on art…

Posted on July 27, 2015 by pouringmyartout

You might remember from the last post that I mentioned our hotel was just yards away from a big art museum. Well, it was full of famous works of art by famous artists… But this isn’t a blog about them… it … Continue reading →

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Paris… part 3… (or); get the right hotel…

Posted on July 27, 2015 by pouringmyartout

The hotel you stay in can make or break a vacation destination. Fortunately, my wife is one of those people who meticulously researches everything before settling on one choice. Also, my mom, a seasoned European traveler, already knew about this … Continue reading →

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Paris… part 2… (or); when you travel, keep your eyes open… and your nose… and your mouth…

Posted on July 26, 2015 by pouringmyartout

When you travel, you can learn a lot about where you are by the food they eat. And you aren’t really experiencing a culture unless you eat their food. This is particularly true in France. Mmmmmmm… the stinky cheese! The thing… and … Continue reading →

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Paris… part 1…

Posted on July 26, 2015 by pouringmyartout

To be honest, going through the Chunnel on a train was less exciting that I thought it would be. It really is just a long tunnel. You have no sense of passing under the English Channel. I suggest, when you … Continue reading →

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Goodbye, England…

Posted on July 25, 2015 by pouringmyartout

It was time to leave England and take the train to Paris… I still miss cousin Dot’s house in the English countryside and the little garden. I miss the quiet little street with the brick houses, and the little day care … Continue reading →

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Which of these are real towns in the United Kingdom, and which are just silly words that I made up… a game…

Posted on July 24, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Haltwhistle Hexham Ballinamallard Swindon Kettlewell Wasdale Head Workington Mallwyd Furnace Peebles Crumlin Nuneaton Wolverhampton Thrapston Thornaby Darlington Hartlepool West Woodburn Ecclefechan Alnwick Hay-on-Wye Llanybydder Kidderminster Fawsley Abergavenny Wisbech Long Eaton North Hykeham Coningsby Horncastle Worksop Thirsk Bridlington Hunmanby Hutton-le-Hole Kirkbymoorside … Continue reading →

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Day tripper… part 3… Liverpool was… wait… oh, that is the cutest puppy ever!!!

Posted on July 24, 2015 by pouringmyartout

As we walked back to the train station, my wife and Mollie stopped to do some souvenir shopping, and while I waited I met this little guy. He is a bulldog, and I think his name was Chumley. I love bulldogs. … Continue reading →

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