18 December 2007

Friday through Sunday 14-16 December 2007

News Flash - Dateline London, United Kingdom

Amy is terrified of ferries. No… not the wee winged, enchanted forest dwellers, but those large transportation devices used to SOMEtimes cross large bodies of water commonly utilized here to get over to “The Continent”.

Seeee… She hasn’t had much luck in crossings, as a matter of fact each of the times she’s attempted a ferry crossing she’s endured weather delays of up to ten hours. So in order to avoid her consecutive streak of ferry debacles this weekend’s visit to Brussels went via the Eurotunnel, where our coach was loaded into an enclosed rail car which then traveled through a tunnel that makes its way under the English Channel.

Did I mention she tends to get a tad claustrophobic?

Travel issues aside, we spent a rather frigid weekend in Brussels , the capital of Belgium , the seat of the European Union and home to NATO. None of this really mattered to us, because we were there to seek out Belgium’s three basic culinary groups. No… not sprouts, mussels and frites, but rather waffles, chocolate and beer.


Yessss... that's a beer (Leffe Brune if you must know) with my breakfast waffle. Not really breakfast, but more like brunch.

Some of you will be shocked to know that I did no planning or research whatsoever for this trip. That’s not to say we didn’t see the sights… it was just a rather loose itinerary based a lot on luck.
I found it quite fitting in a city of a country that boasts on brewing over 700 different types of beer that its “mascot” is a fountain of a small boy peeing. While Copenhagen has its “Little Mermaid”, Brussels has “Manneken-Pis”.

Organizations from around the globe send costumes to dress up the little guy, and it’s reported he has well over 600 outfits.

One of the biggest surprises of the trip was a visit to see the Atomium, a 103 metre (that’s 355 feet, in case you were wondering) tall remnant from the 1958 Brussels’ World Fair.

Honestly, until arriving in town I had no idea this replica of an iron molecule existed, and was rather disappointed that the restaurant at the top was completely booked.

Brussel's marquee attraction is the Grand Place , which is heralded as one of the most beautiful town squares in all of Europe, if not the world. Completely rebuilt in the 17th century, the centerpiece is the Town Hall, but my favourites were the surrounding guild houses constructed in both Gothic and Baroque styles.


What mesmerized me most was the intricate detailing of the buildings... something that gets lost in the panoramic photos.

As with all European capitol cities, there are several squares and monuments depicting historic moments and achievements.

Of course, there was time just for lion around...

The Christmas Markets and Winter Festival were in full swing which made for some really cool night time luminaries.

Included in the festive atmosphere was perhaps...

simply...

The creepiest carousel EVER!!


09 December 2007

Sunday 9 December 2007

It was supposed to be a Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park, or that's what the adverts said...


Yeah... they had an ice rink and yeah... Father Christmas was taking photo ops with the kiddies, but other than the cold weather it was just like walking through the midway at the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. Except there weren't any fried Oreos.

08 December 2007

Saturday 08 December 2007

There's no place like home... there's no place like home... there's no place...

Yes... London IS home, and we're back.

Back to much colder temperatures and cloudy, drizzly "typical" London weather. Since we won't be in Houston for Christmas this year, we took the opportunity tonight to try and get into the Christmas spirit by walking through the decorated streets of London.

We started in Trafalgar Square where for the last 60 years the Norwegian government has donated a 25 metre tall Christmas tree whose lighting typically denotes the start of the festive season.


We then walked down Regent St., Carnaby St. and Oxford St. taking in the lights and decorations, even sampling some roasted chestnuts from a street vendor.

01 November 2007

Thursday, 1 November 2007

I completed my radiation therapy last week. I'm on the road to recovery. I will be in Houston for a few more weeks (probably until end of the month) resting and recovering. I'm getting tired quite easily and still having some pain, but this is normal according to my medical team. We are awaiting a few more test results and follow up appointments, but I'm definitely on the mend.

We've had great weather here in Texas and sunshine certainly helps with the recovery process! I continue to receive notes and phone calls from friends and family and I'm so thankful for the tremendous support system.

Ray is doing a bit of work from the Houston office and it's nice having him here with me during this time. I think we'll continue to take it slow in November, but watch here for our adventures to resume next month!

19 October 2007

Thursday, 18 October 2007

The pathology reports indicated that the nodes were clear of cancer and today I began the radiation therapy. I will have treatments twice per day for 5 days and then a 2-3 week recovery period before clearance. Things have been moving so quickly this last month and it’s all starting to sink in now.

Thanks again for all of your good thoughts and prayers – I can certainly feel them working.

14 October 2007

Saturday 13 October 2007

It seems that our October/November adventures will be Stateside.

Several weeks ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer. It was detected during my routine mammogram while I was in Houston on business in late September. I received the call from my doctor once I was back in London. After a week of agonizing uncertainty, I flew home to Houston for follow up. Ray followed a few days later and we are both here now with family. Both of our employers were extremely supportive in my seeking treatment in Houston and have been following our progress.

I spent several days in Houston meeting with a very impressive team of specialists who will be coordinating my medical care. I was armed with research and questions (thanks to my good friends back home) and was as prepared as I could be. My cancer is invasive lobular disease and is aggressive. The good news is that it was detected on the mammogram. There was, of course, a certain sense of urgency in getting this taken care of and given our international circumstances; the physicians have been great in expediting the process.

I had surgery on Tuesday, October 9 here in Houston. After removing the sentinel lymph node, I underwent a partial mastectomy. The initial pathology reports on the lymph node were clear, indicating that the cancer has likely not spread beyond the breast. Of course, the nodes are now sent to pathology lab for more intensive review and confirmation and we are awaiting the results. It also appears that I am a good candidate for a new kind of radiation therapy. This therapy is localized and is much more intensive than typical radiation therapy. It involves therapy twice per day for five days (rather than the standard 6 weeks). Of course, I will be observed quite closely during this timeframe and will have a fairly limited range of activity during the treatment phase. We are quite optimistic about this therapy and are hoping that it can be used. I meet with my specialist team again next week and should have all test results as well as a game plan by then. Once I have a plan, I can execute. It’s the uncertainty that is the most frustrating right now.

We have been overwhelmed by the support that we have received from around the world. The beautiful flowers, cards, emails and text messages are so very much appreciated. Good wishes, thoughts and prayers from our friends, family and colleagues are certainly helping us through this difficult time. I know that we are where we need to be. Ray plans to be here with me through the treatment and I am blessed with wonderful family and friends to complete my support network.

I’ll post again when we have received final pathology reports and we have a treatment plan. In the meantime, enjoy reading our European adventures for the last 16 months. We plan many more after this is over and look forward to picking up where we left off. I’m sure Ray will find a few odd photo opportunities and park benches while we are here in Houston to add along the way.

30 September 2007

Sunday 30 September 2007

Feeling that we needed some "light-hearted" entertainment last night, we visited the half-price ticket booth and got tickets to see the comedic musical, Avenue Q. The show was ok... not nearly as funny as I thought it would be, because after all, an adult themed muppet musical does have incredible potential. All in all, it was a fun way to spend a Saturday night.

Today was a completely different sort of entertainment as we hopped on a train and made our way out to see the White Cliffs of Dover.

We didn't get the large panoramic views of the cliffs, because we took a five mile hike to St. Margaret's Bay and walked on top of them. Those that know her, know just how much Amy enjoyed the uphill part of the trails, but she was a real trooper and didn't complain...

much.

We enjoyed a nice pub lunch at the beachside pub, The Coastguard, and also viewed the Dover Castle and South Foreland Lighthouse.

For the record, I think that at least half of that 5 miles was straight up - and most of my complaining was about Ray being FAR too close to the cliff's edge. The angle of at least one photo above justifies my concern. OK - I'm not a hiker and I'm afraid of heights (I admit it). But, the White Cliffs of Dover is another one of the wonders to see in UK...

28 September 2007

Friday 28 September 2007

Hello... My name is Ray and I am officially addicted to...

to...

The Rugby. There... I've said it.

You might have recalled me mentioning the Six Nations competition earlier this year.

Now it's serious. Rugby World Cup 2007 has been going on for a couple weeks in France and pool play is winding down with the quarterfinals of the knockout round soon to follow. England, the reigning world champs, plays Tonga tonight for the right to continue in this once every four year competition. Amy will join me (without coercion, I might add) at the pub to watch the action.

So what if I don't know ALL the rules.

Like the saying goes: I don't know much about art, but I know what I like.

Well... I likes the rugby. Scrum on!!

27 September 2007

Thursday 27 September 2007

“It has arrived,” says William, Amy’s favourite doorman.

“Sorry?” I reply thinking to myself… How does he know the end to the Astros’ dismal season is upon us?

“Winter… it’s here.”

…and it would seem so as the last few days have seen low temperatures in the single digits Centigrade (mid to high 40° Fahrenheit for youse back home) with some grey skies and fairly brisk winds. (Can a wind be brisk, or is that for just for breezes? I digress)

Other than the weather there hasn’t been much “adventuring” going on with us so perhaps now is a good time to reference my work submitted to The Way We See It photo group. I've mentioned it before, and after a brief reprise, I'm back walking the side streets of London armed with my early Christmas gift of a new Canon EOS 400D camera.

Click here to see my submissions

What good are photos if you don't share?

19 September 2007

Wednesday 19 September 2007

Arrrgh… swabbies

How many knew today be International Talk Like a Pirate Day?

Here'st a keg a rum in everyone's galley and maybe thar be trip to the pub fer a wee bit o’ grog later tonight to make me Roger jolly.


And how can I not update my pub list after that display. For the complete list see the link (just above the Bench Link) on the right side of the blog.

78. Nell Gwynne Tavern:An excellent tiny pub located in an alleyway just off The Strand. Very small and quite crowded as most people spill into the alley most likely to catch a smoke which was great for us as we had a nice seat inside. Great atmosphere.
79. Coal Hole:Large art deco interior in the Savoy building. Outside doesn’t do its interior justice. Not really Victorian, but still an early 1900’s pub. Well worth a visit to see something a bit different.
80. Coach & Horses:(Mayfair-Bruton St.) Very interesting Tudor exterior on this corner pub that is somewhat small once you make it inside. Was pleasantly surprised with the visit.
81. Cask & Glass:Corner pub off of Victoria St.. Small and cozy and worth a stop if you’re near, but not enough to make a special visit.
82. The Ship:Bright red exterior and built into an inside curve of an isolated alleyway in the City of London make this traditional worth another visit if I’m around during the week. Shame most City of London pubs close on the weekends.
83. The Old Doctor Butler’s Head:Ok… I’ll admit it. I got sucked into this one strictly on the name alone, but it did have a nice dark wood interior with a traditional Victorian front, but something about it just didn’t seem traditional. Still… great name.
84. Olde Cock Tavern:Another of the City of London pubs I’ve had on my list to visit if I could make it there during the week, but honestly I was disappointed. Another old place with great stories that gets lost in its refurbishments. Sad.
85. The Counting House:A Fuller’s rebuilt bank building, but all I can say is WOW! Large island bar, columns and an interior glass dome make this a very impressive place to enjoy an ESB ale even if it isn’t a “traditional” pub.
86. Old Bank of England:Yet another Fuller’s bank building “redo” and actually more impressive than the previous pub. It was almost like drinking in a museum. While not a true traditional the building itself dates back to 1888, with large columns that reach to an ornate plaster ceiling.
87. Prince of Wales:Near Earl’s Court and not very good. Gastro-style place that managed to serve an almost hot pint of London Pride. –blech-
88. White Swan:Another gastro-pub mistake. Stopped in for lunch near the Tate Britain and it will be the last. No ales at all. The only character was the clientele which gave us some minor entertainment.

16 September 2007

Saturday 15 September 2007

Another weekend...

another cemetery... This week one more of the Magnificient Seven Victorian Garden Cemeteries, Abney Park.

Opened in 1840 strictly for those that were considered dissenters, or rather those that didn't attend the Church of England it was an interesting collection of high Celtic crosses

Traditional Victorian angel monuments...

Maybe it was because of its dissenters "status", but this visit paled in comparison to the others. Not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing… grandeur in honouring one’s self after the fact. I still hold true that it our memories of those that have past that help keep their spirit alive.
Did I just get philosophical? -Ack back to the photos.

Among the other monuments is the final resting place of William and Catherine Booth, founders of The Salvation Army, as well as, a special white marble marker recognizing a fallen police officer.

14 September 2007

Friday 14 September 2007

It’s was a marvellous night for a moondance…

Tonight was a special treat being able to experience the Celtic Soul of Van Morrison performing in the Royal Albert Hall. I’m not quite sure who was the star, the artist or the venue. Since I only had to purchase a single ticket (thanks for the heads up Elizabeth), my seat basically was awful.

I had to sit twelve rows from the stage.

Imagine that.

It was a very… “different” show. Van was his typical “growly” self, and he had a very eclectic, yet tight ten piece band backing him up which made for a trip through all sorts of musical styles.
Plus… I was in the freakin’ Royal Albert Hall. Can’t get much better than that.

On a side note… I entered the lottery for tickets to the Led Zeppelin reunion concert in November. Keep your fingers crossed.

09 September 2007

Monday through Friday 3-7 September 2007

Seldom does an outcome meet one’s expectation let alone exceed it, but I am here to tell you that it does occur. With Amy in Houston for the next three weeks I chose to tour Northern Ireland with simply the best tour group and guide I’ve used since we’ve been here in London. Not even the dodgy weather or British Airways’ four hour delay on my incoming flight or my camera losing its zoom function half way through the trip could dampen the experience I had the last five days. Seriously… I’m not joking. When do I joke?

The trip was a testament to Vagabond – Ireland and our tour guide for the week, Dave. Shameless plug: Click HERE.

Dave displayed an incredible knowledge of the island and had his own special spin on the local legends, as well as, a very… shall we say… diverse musical selection that kept our small group informed and most of all entertained. Our journey started in Dublin headed north into Belfast, followed by a drive through what is considered the most scenic coastal drive in Europe, The Glens of Antrim. We visited the Giant’s Causeway (the main reason I did this tour), continued down the coast into Derry, drove through county Donegal and Sligo and eventually back into Dublin. We covered politics, hiked mountains and coastal paths, had a pint or ten in local pubs, stayed in a haunted bed and breakfast (which we aren’t supposed to mention), crawled into 5000 year old tombs, got wet from the rain, saw some of the most amazing scenery and so much more.

Did I mention this was the best tour ever? Truthfully… it was more of an adventure than a tour.

Our chariot for the week was the “Vagatron”, a custom converted 4x4 Land Rover that afforded us the opportunity to go where no coach dared travel, and it did.

Needless to say, we caught quite a few stares as we drove the Irish roadways, well… when we were actually ON a roadway.

Enough blathering… On to the sites where I’ll try and let the images do the talking.


The Giant's Causeway


The reason I chose to tour Northern Ireland and wasn’t disappointed. If it looks familiar it might because it was used as the background for the album art on Led Zeppelin’s House of the Holy. Not to bore anyone, but it is a natural formation of thousands of interlocking geometrically shaped basalt columns formed during the cooling of volcanic activity a few years back.


In true spirit of the week, we didn’t just drive up to the site’s carpark we took a 7 km coastal hike over the cliffs leading to the Causeway which gives you a certain respect of the area.

Monasterboice

With my affinity towards visiting cemeteries it was fitting that one of our first stops was at monastic remains that included a 10th century round tower and the Muiredach High Celtic cross.

Passage Tombs of Carrowkeel

We hiked up a bit in the Bricklieve Mountains to visit some accessible passage tombs. These tombs pre-date the Giza pyramids and are over 5000 years old. Like Stonehenge, the ones that have entrances are astronomically aligned and either face east or west to accept the sun at the solstices. They are located atop the mountain summits and in this area (once you get to the top) you can see one on almost ever hilltop (see the arrow).


They are thought to have been constructed to house the cremated remains of the local population, and as you can see… you can crawl on your hands and knees to gain access to some of them.

Dolmen Tomb


Can you detect as certain necro-fanatical (yes… I made up that word, sue me) theme. I told you… it was the best trip ever. A dolmen is a megalithic tomb marker that again dates back over 5000 years. Hundreds of these exist all over Ireland. The cap stone on this one is estimated to weigh over 5 tons, but some can weigh well over 100 tons.




Famine Cottages

As we exited the Glenveigh National Park (where we encountered a washed out road that caused a slight detour) there were the remains of several homes that were the result from the Potato Famine in the mid 19th century.

Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge


To get to the island of Carrick one must use a rope bridge. It’s actually much sturdier than it looks, BUT… one fellow crossing in front of me did slip off of the wood plank. The views from the island were amazing.


Belfast


Belfast is the capital of Northern Ireland and hosts some pretty cool buildings/sites, as well as, a couple neat pubs. I had a pint at the very ornate interior of The Crown Bar which was a treat. The highlights were the City Hall with the Titanic Memorial and the Albert Clock which is an odd combination of Big Ben and the Leaning Tower of Pisa.


The Troubles


It wasn’t all hikes, scenery and thrills. I’ll spare the politics of the Protestant/Catholic unrest that violently lasted over 30 years, but we did visit several places that reminded us that while the peace process is in affect the segregation still exists. THAT… I did not know.


In Belfast we took a Black Taxi tour through some of the segregated outlying neighbourhoods. In the predominately Protestant neighbourhoods there are murals on residential buildings honouring those that died. Barbed wire walls with gates divide the two factions. Note the wall behind the picture of the Catholic Memorial.


In Derry (or Londonderry) which was devastated by the conflict we took a guided walking tour across the city’s medieval walls, past more signs of segregation and ended in the Bogside area that was the site of the infamous Bloody Sunday massacre.


In Bogside there is a memorial to the Bloody Sunday victims, and some commissioned murals that again depict victims, past events, and also the peace agreement.

Needless to say this was a very sobering experience.


The Rest of the Story


Did I mention there was scenery?


Whether it was quaint harbour villages or sunsets over Donegal Bay...

Or the occasional waterfall...

Or rocky beaches...

Or mountain views...

Or sheer cliffs...

Or castles and mist covered mountains...

Or seaside overlooks...

Everyday was a reminder just how beautiful this country is.