We decided that Mom would come with me for a couple of weeks and then head home. We are flying into Athens via Bangor, Maine. We have tickets in hand so we are confirmed! No waiting around to see if there are no shows this time. Why Bangor? The flight is coming in from DallasContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 9July1973: Off to Athens Again via Bangor, Maine: The Bus is Full of Weird People: Bearded Man Spits Into Grape Juice Bottle and it Rolls Up and Down the Aisle”
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“Travels to a Different Time” : 10August1972: Belfast, Ardrossan, Edinburgh and Unusual Security Issues in Belfast: Missed Bloody Friday by Three Weeks
So here I am a 16-year-old having breakfast at the Royal Belfast Hotel. I am sure I must look like some ratty orphaned child as I eat from silverware. Oliver Twist looking for Fagan! I love that they bring toast in a silver rack covered by a napkin to keep it warm. The staff IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 10August1972: Belfast, Ardrossan, Edinburgh and Unusual Security Issues in Belfast: Missed Bloody Friday by Three Weeks”
“Travels to a Different Time” :9August1972: Thoughts on Dublin: Bloody Remains of Blown Up Terrorist, Rubber Bullets and Screaming Mob: Welcome to Northern Ireland
In a way I am regretting my coin toss in Paris that sent me northward. What has it revealed? Awful accommodations, hair lice, great breakfasts, great beer, fish and chips in newspaper and more or less friendly people. But the air and the smells are different than southern Europe. Dublin is a cold city inContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” :9August1972: Thoughts on Dublin: Bloody Remains of Blown Up Terrorist, Rubber Bullets and Screaming Mob: Welcome to Northern Ireland”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 7August1972: Newhaven to London: London to Holyhead
Steve and Mike had hardboiled eggs which we ate for breakfast as well as a pint (of milk). We spent the morning walking the cliffs of Newhaven and looking at the pillboxes facing the ocean. I hitched to London which took me three hours. My last lift was with a lawyer named Jim who apologizedContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 7August1972: Newhaven to London: London to Holyhead”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1972: Paris, Dieppe and Newhaven: Right into a Pub after Arriving in England: Driving Too Fast With a Man With a Toothache
Up early knowing a long day of travel. Do I head south through France to Spain or head north to England and Scotland home of my ancestors? I did a coin toss and fate has determined north I go. I took the Paris Metro as far north as I could and that left 180 kilometresContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 6August1972: Paris, Dieppe and Newhaven: Right into a Pub after Arriving in England: Driving Too Fast With a Man With a Toothache”
“Travels to A Different Time” : 5August1972: Last Day in Paris and the Bugs in My Bed? Rats Nibbling at My Toes
It is my last full day in Paris and I am heading North to England tomorrow. I must have walked 10 miles today and managed to see the Mona Lisa at the Louvre with only two people looking at it with me. Then to the Eiffel Tower swarming with tourists the bane of my existence.Continue reading ““Travels to A Different Time” : 5August1972: Last Day in Paris and the Bugs in My Bed? Rats Nibbling at My Toes”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 3August1972: Paris at $4.65 a Day
Up early leaving my hovel and heading to the Sorbonne area. I found another hovel for $3.65 a night including breakfast. I walked most the morning seeing the Palais de Justice. What a city of incredible architecture, parks and monuments. Suffering from hunger pains I went to a market and bought bread, jam, cookies andContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 3August1972: Paris at $4.65 a Day”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 2August72: Malaga/Paris: All Alone in Paris! Are Those Lice, Crabs or Fleas on My Sheets?
We flew on Overseas National Airways from Malaga to Paris. Mom is staying on board heading back to New York. It will be her birthday flight. And Robert at 16 years of age in Paris all alone! I have been well trained in frugal living in Europe so will have to put my skills toContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 2August72: Malaga/Paris: All Alone in Paris! Are Those Lice, Crabs or Fleas on My Sheets?”
“Travels to a Different Time” :10July1972: Fuengirola, Spain: Woken up by a Fly on My Lip: I’m Now in Spanish Language Classes
We are moving down the coast a bit from Torremolinos to Fuengirola. The day started with a fly on my lip waking me up. Denise’s brother-in-law was going to give us a lift to the apartment we have rented for two weeks called Perla 2 owned by Sofico. The suitcase was broken as it onlyContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” :10July1972: Fuengirola, Spain: Woken up by a Fly on My Lip: I’m Now in Spanish Language Classes”
“Travels to a Different Time ” : 6July1972: Torremolinos, Spain: Back to Malaga to Pick Up Lost Scrabble Game : Infernal Flies: Huge Steaks For Dinner: Off to Morocco?
A flock of flies has become our morning alarm clock. After lunch I took the bus back to Malaga to get the Scrabble game Mom had left at Hotel Las Vegas. It was a long trip but a delicious homecooked dinner of Coq au Vin was the reward. I creamed Mom in a game ofContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 6July1972: Torremolinos, Spain: Back to Malaga to Pick Up Lost Scrabble Game : Infernal Flies: Huge Steaks For Dinner: Off to Morocco?”
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