The English Gardens in Munich. Called that because the architect who designed them was English apparently (or so i was told). A beautiful day and people out everywhere enjoying it. Some stunning architecture here as well. Now i’m in Paris! (more to come)
So now i’m playing catch up. Oslo was a great city. I had a killer kebab after spending the evening at a dark little cafe/bar with old comfy couches drinking the local beer to Dinah Washington. Hamburg we had a couple of good tour guides who took us out to some of the local bars, it felt very New York except you can smoke inside. Munich was beautiful. It was the first place that i’ve felt Spring for a while. This is the second time i’ve been to Cologne and the second time i’ve slept through it. The Palladium is a very cool venue. It’s an old industrial warehouse that someone must have shot a video in, you just couldn’t ask for a cooler look.
This is our bus driver Chris, from Yorkshire, (he rocks) and in the distance is the nice town of Middlefart. I have to admit i missed about 6 chances to get the sign to Middlefart because i couldn’t get the timing right so i had to settle for a pic of the town it self, and this also helps to explain Chris’s friggin grin. What?
So here in Copenhagen we stayed by this lovely river and i came across thi really informative sign which appears to say “Attention: if you drive your car off the riverbank you’ll end up in the river”.
But look a little closer
Alli have to say is it’s freakin cold here and i’m totally spoiled by SoCal weather.
I actually took this photo a while ago but as i’m getting ready to leave, i guess i’m getting nostalgic.
Especially when the weather is just starting to get really nice. i was just out back in the alley that runs behind my building just soaking it up. People getting home from work, the lights on, a pale amber glow against the deep blue black of dusk, sounds of life clanking and splashing out those windows open. By the time i’m back the summer crowds will be here. I feel very fortunate right now.
Spending some time in Tuscon with my close friend and her little daughter. Doesn’t she look angelic?
Well looks can be deceiveing, no really she’s very sweet when she’s not cranky but hey it comes as part of the package. Love em or don’t have em.
Does anyone remember Bob Ross and The Magic of Oil Painting. He was always painting these gaudy plastic looking landscapes and talking about “happy little clouds + trees” and then he’d say “Let’s give him a little friend right over here” and paint another one. Classic stuff, between his deep soothing voice and his soft puffy afro you couldn’t help but get sucked in, and he could bang those suckers OUT! I think the show was a half hour and by the end he’d have another landscape. My friend Marie gave me this painting she got with a frame she picked up at St Vincent De Paul’s. I was originally going to collage it and turn it into my own creation, but I think i’m starting to like it! It’s on my bedroom wall because there was a nail there and sometimes when i find myself in that state in between asleep and awake i open my eyes and see faces and things in it. I sometimes wonder who painted it and how it ended up at a thrift store, if it could ony speak.
The biggest waves i’ve seen here though. it attracted quite a few spectators at the breakwater. The surfers kept on after the sunset. i can’t help but wonder if it was some sense of morbid fascination that held us all mesmerized. i know the tsunami victims crossed my mind. it was beautiful and awe inspiring especially when teamed with the always captivating sunset.
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