<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433</id><updated>2011-12-31T03:15:18.035+01:00</updated><category term='Mauguio'/><category term='WELCOME'/><category term='Gorges De L&apos;Herault'/><category term='Hungary'/><category term='Sommieres'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='Capri'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='France'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='House'/><category term='Montpellier'/><category term='Venice'/><category term='Pompeii'/><category term='Rome'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><category term='Aigues-Mortes'/><category term='food'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='Pic St Loup'/><category term='Naples'/><category term='Palavas'/><category term='Nîmes'/><category term='Florence'/><category term='town'/><category term='Barcelona'/><category term='Sète'/><category term='Cathedral'/><title type='text'>Eye see France</title><subtitle type='html'>The south of France through a Hudson Valley lens.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-9088302201796809996</id><published>2011-05-14T19:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:02:53.894+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and visit me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We got home from our two year France assignment in June of 2008. If any one is still looking at this blog you are more than welcome to join me over at my Photography blog '&lt;a href="http://brokencork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Broken Cork&lt;/a&gt;' (which I've had since 2005.) I have pulled all the photos from this blog into that one. Broken Cork is my Photography Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the weather is lousy and I get nostalgic I look through my archives of the thousands of photos I took during the two years in France and I will post them along with the new work I try to create. So if your reading this please welcome, bienvenue to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokencork.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTmqlpVdWHY/Tc7DZzI6JMI/AAAAAAAABfM/Mj1KhQ-zztE/s400/Title%2BFirst%2Bpass4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606633434114565314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokencork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Broken Cork Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://brokencork.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dorion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-9088302201796809996?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9088302201796809996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9088302201796809996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2011/05/come-and-visit-me.html' title='Come and visit me!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTmqlpVdWHY/Tc7DZzI6JMI/AAAAAAAABfM/Mj1KhQ-zztE/s72-c/Title%2BFirst%2Bpass4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8876504997171434364</id><published>2008-06-17T17:02:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:14:06.507+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nîmes'/><title type='text'>Nîmes it seems, is deemed to be supreme</title><content type='html'>My wife and I were invited to dinner with good friends. A nice couple from Nîmes. We arrived early and they showed us around their marvelous old town.  Operative word 'old'. According to Wikipedia Nîmes had a   presence of semi-nomadic cultivators in the period 4000 to 3500 BC.   Somewhere around 28 BC Rome realized the semi-nomadic cultivators were not keeping up the place and they were always late with the rent so they were ousted. Rome took over and built some Roman bling. Those Romans , their bling is all over this country.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfl9zUysXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/O5HE0u6AFDA/s1600-h/Col+pana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfl9zUysXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/O5HE0u6AFDA/s400/Col+pana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887943616835954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Nîmes Amphitheatre. Very impressive. Like the &lt;a href="http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome-colosseo.html"&gt;Colosseo &lt;/a&gt;In Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfnrixG8aI/AAAAAAAAAg4/OhYfpXEiRlQ/s1600-h/columns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfnrixG8aI/AAAAAAAAAg4/OhYfpXEiRlQ/s400/columns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212889828957811106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the the Maison Carrée&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfo7SmmP6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/I4Ddfv9L_DI/s1600-h/statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfo7SmmP6I/AAAAAAAAAhI/I4Ddfv9L_DI/s400/statue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212891199008292770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the  The &lt;i&gt;Jardins de la Fontaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfqCKeUAUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KpVWYCqE1rQ/s1600-h/palm+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfqCKeUAUI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KpVWYCqE1rQ/s400/palm+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212892416596771138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This the center of town - notice the palm tree, stay with me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfqnd3_YrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/eMp5hdgn2m8/s1600-h/crockidillia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfqnd3_YrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/eMp5hdgn2m8/s400/crockidillia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212893057459905202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This crocodile (it's made of bronze,very life like)  is by the Palm tree. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfq_qnc-cI/AAAAAAAAAhg/kbH-ZMZzajM/s1600-h/Nimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfq_qnc-cI/AAAAAAAAAhg/kbH-ZMZzajM/s400/Nimes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212893473197062594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the town &lt;a href="http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/annoying-habits.html"&gt;coat of arms.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfr_RjDOWI/AAAAAAAAAho/LYyTlZy1xs8/s1600-h/Dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfr_RjDOWI/AAAAAAAAAho/LYyTlZy1xs8/s400/Dancers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212894565979339106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and, as all towns in the South of France there is always great things happening. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfr_RjDOWI/AAAAAAAAAho/LYyTlZy1xs8/s1600-h/Dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8876504997171434364?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8876504997171434364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8876504997171434364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/06/nmes-it-seems-is-deemed-to-be-supreme.html' title='Nîmes it seems, is deemed to be supreme'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SFfl9zUysXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/O5HE0u6AFDA/s72-c/Col+pana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6036218906087554783</id><published>2008-06-08T13:12:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:16:07.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I figured out how to post a video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEwv5f4hSmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uMmIqxY9KrE/s1600-h/brass+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEwv5f4hSmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uMmIqxY9KrE/s400/brass+band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209591533818432098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEwrOMO9XoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TvXlm2zCBqw/s1600-h/comedie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEwrOMO9XoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TvXlm2zCBqw/s400/comedie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209586391762951810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the brass band I mentioned in the previous post. Somewhere in the middle a little boy starts dancing and it's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2nnSI4j5js"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2nnSI4j5js" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6036218906087554783?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6036218906087554783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6036218906087554783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-i-figured-out-how-to-post-video.html' title='I think I figured out how to post a video.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEwv5f4hSmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/uMmIqxY9KrE/s72-c/brass+band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4660623481355389136</id><published>2008-06-08T12:57:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T13:24:34.658+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here, where have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEu7jBDRRWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VEqnEWAAj_0/s1600-h/SAX+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEu7jBDRRWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VEqnEWAAj_0/s400/SAX+Man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463604236076386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're still in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. After our trip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; we fell into work/life routine and I took a little hiatus from photography. I still love it and I will definitely continue doing it – but I took a little breather. As for &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, it is still beautiful and we’re enjoying ourselves but our time is dwindling. We only have a month and half left and then it will be back to the U.S of A. Are we anxious? Yes, we are. Two years is long time to live outside your country. But we are also sad to be leaving so many French friends. I think this experience has changed me and my way of thinking about the world. We went up to the center of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Montpellier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; last Sunday and just sat at a sidewalk café and watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; meander by our little table. My wife had a coke and I had a beer. We might have waved an American flag over our head with that order. As always street musicians were everywhere and a brass band formed around the statue of the three graces. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were good. I will try to post a video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4660623481355389136?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4660623481355389136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4660623481355389136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-still-here-where-have-i-been.html' title='I&apos;m still here, where have I been?'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/SEu7jBDRRWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VEqnEWAAj_0/s72-c/SAX+Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3265435121977913557</id><published>2008-02-23T19:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:47:07.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My wife went to Bratislava, Slovakia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8BhwnRUOAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/20Pc357pr90/s1600-h/bench+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8BhwnRUOAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/20Pc357pr90/s400/bench+good.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170239860024555522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8BirHRUOCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NdATu_mkwV8/s1600-h/good+village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8BirHRUOCI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NdATu_mkwV8/s400/good+village.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170240865046902818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8Bh7nRUOBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/r2AmhBzpICg/s1600-h/good+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8Bh7nRUOBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/r2AmhBzpICg/s400/good+street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170240049003116562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3265435121977913557?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3265435121977913557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3265435121977913557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-wife-went-to-bratisavla-slovakia.html' title='My wife went to Bratislava, Slovakia.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R8BhwnRUOAI/AAAAAAAAAf4/20Pc357pr90/s72-c/bench+good.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-24328786540828672</id><published>2008-01-29T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:46:40.251+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Another great French Lunch</title><content type='html'>Les Gourmand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R598vsld_VI/AAAAAAAAAe8/F4W-sf4C_o0/s1600-h/2F658651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R598vsld_VI/AAAAAAAAAe8/F4W-sf4C_o0/s400/2F658651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160980856853888338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had another great French lunch with the good friends I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R5970sld_UI/AAAAAAAAAe0/E6yB5EGwhek/s1600-h/french+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R5970sld_UI/AAAAAAAAAe0/E6yB5EGwhek/s400/french+friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160979843241606466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R597VMld_TI/AAAAAAAAAes/5RWiyp5tQyE/s1600-h/french+friends.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R597JMld_SI/AAAAAAAAAek/wcC1VdEzIXc/s1600-h/apitizer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R597JMld_SI/AAAAAAAAAek/wcC1VdEzIXc/s400/apitizer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160979095917296930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;Gâteau de foie gras aux éclats de pistaches, réduction de Carthagène et bouquet fraîcheur&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R5965sld_RI/AAAAAAAAAec/9R7lY8mSP1E/s1600-h/entree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R5965sld_RI/AAAAAAAAAec/9R7lY8mSP1E/s400/entree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160978829629324562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="FR"&gt;Jarreton d’agneau braisé aux aromates, mijoté d’haricot coco à l’ancienne, ails confits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;for wine we had :&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;Le chèvre frais du Pic St Loup&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R596oMld_QI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UvC0S91jbGQ/s1600-h/Cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R596oMld_QI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UvC0S91jbGQ/s400/Cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160978528981613826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, cheese, fromage . . .sorry it wasn't on the menu. Goat cheese I think, very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R596Zcld_PI/AAAAAAAAAeM/LIlsS8eLlcs/s1600-h/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R596Zcld_PI/AAAAAAAAAeM/LIlsS8eLlcs/s400/dessert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160978275578543346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;Crème brûlée aux marrons, fleur de thym et brisures de marrons glacés&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-24328786540828672?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/24328786540828672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/24328786540828672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-great-french-lunch.html' title='Another great French Lunch'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R598vsld_VI/AAAAAAAAAe8/F4W-sf4C_o0/s72-c/2F658651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8480377274080298144</id><published>2008-01-07T19:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:59:35.625+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><title type='text'>Venice -  Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4J2gEzOVDI/AAAAAAAAAck/DIutW8-065c/s1600-h/Venice+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4J2gEzOVDI/AAAAAAAAAck/DIutW8-065c/s400/Venice+-+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152811217081750578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8480377274080298144?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8480377274080298144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8480377274080298144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/venice-welcome.html' title='Venice -  Welcome'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4J2gEzOVDI/AAAAAAAAAck/DIutW8-065c/s72-c/Venice+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7999811938028780087</id><published>2008-01-06T15:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:55:03.598+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><title type='text'>Venice Entrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DkuUzOVCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_U1gE0ycY2Q/s1600-h/Venice+-+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DkuUzOVCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_U1gE0ycY2Q/s400/Venice+-+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152369458220520482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing I noticed about Italy and it's different cities is that they are like an Italian family, all related, but with entirely different personalities. With that said Venice was like the crazy uncle that always had everyone laughing at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7999811938028780087?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7999811938028780087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7999811938028780087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-venice.html' title='Venice Entrance'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DkuUzOVCI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_U1gE0ycY2Q/s72-c/Venice+-+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7340299315262770078</id><published>2008-01-06T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:08:46.310+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><title type='text'>Venice - Gondola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DeN0zOVBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7djiOkBxwRY/s1600-h/Venice+-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DeN0zOVBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7djiOkBxwRY/s400/Venice+-+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152362302805005330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gondola is symbol of master Venetian craftsmanship. They are built to list to one side so when the gondolier stands to the other side the craft sits straight in the water.  Aside from gondolas the city conducted most of it business through these waterways.&lt;br /&gt; One interesting thing I saw was a "mason boat" (my own terminology.) It was a long boat with a cement mixer mounted in the middle. There was cement, sand and gravel on one side with a tender, and the masons worked on the other side. If work needed to be done on the front of a building they pulled up to it and went to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7340299315262770078?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7340299315262770078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7340299315262770078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/venice-gondola.html' title='Venice - Gondola'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R4DeN0zOVBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7djiOkBxwRY/s72-c/Venice+-+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7673137284483094518</id><published>2008-01-05T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T16:46:52.657+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><title type='text'>Venice - Piazza San Marco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piazza_San_Marco"&gt;The Piazza San Marco&lt;/a&gt;  is a beautiful square and the largest square in Venice. It's a must see if your in Venice, pigeons know this as well. It was like playing a game of bird-twister walking across the square. The architecture was incredible to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R3-GjUzOU-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/jBtPjty_-i4/s1600-h/Venice+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R3-GjUzOU-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/jBtPjty_-i4/s400/Venice+-+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151984440172237794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the otherside of the Piazza was the  Piazzetta that opened into the lagoon at the mouth of the Grand Canal.  Two tall pillars stood at the waters edge and top of them were statues of Venice's two patron saints Marco and Todaro  (see insets.) Between the two columns was the&lt;br /&gt;site of executions. Our guide said all the people you see passing between the columns are tourists . Because of local superstitions no local Venetians will pass through them.&lt;br /&gt;Did I walk between?. . .um, no. Why tempt fate?&lt;br /&gt;As always, click picture for larger view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R3-gqUzOVAI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mIssL40M_Fk/s1600-h/Venice+-+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R3-gqUzOVAI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mIssL40M_Fk/s400/Venice+-+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152013147733644290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7673137284483094518?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7673137284483094518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7673137284483094518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2008/01/piazza-san-marco.html' title='Venice - Piazza San Marco'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R3-GjUzOU-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/jBtPjty_-i4/s72-c/Venice+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7606503114502830394</id><published>2007-12-22T18:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T18:45:06.329+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venice'/><title type='text'>Venetian Glass Blowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21IYUzOU8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/g06pV9t2qvE/s1600-h/Venice+-+GB1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21IYUzOU8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/g06pV9t2qvE/s400/Venice+-+GB1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146849531891962818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Venice is world-renowned for their  &lt;span style="font-size:+2;color:#9c9c63;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blown glass craftsmanship.  They had incredible examples of their talent. I was lucky enough to witness  one of their artists in action. They seemed very weary of me and my camera and come to find out later they have had problems of people photographing technique and replicating the famous Venetian glass. There's only about 8 people in Venice that are skilled masters in this art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21H5UzOU5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bL2rcWEpJy8/s1600-h/Venice+-+GB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21H5UzOU5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bL2rcWEpJy8/s400/Venice+-+GB3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146848999316018066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21HwUzOU4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wxSbywZxxGo/s1600-h/Venice+-+GB5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21HwUzOU4I/AAAAAAAAAbI/wxSbywZxxGo/s400/Venice+-+GB5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146848844697195394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21HoUzOU3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/hf2JBCBgeTE/s1600-h/Venice+-+GB6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21HoUzOU3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/hf2JBCBgeTE/s400/Venice+-+GB6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146848707258241906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21Hg0zOU2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/uwbUxsn0VqE/s1600-h/Venice+-+GB7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21Hg0zOU2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/uwbUxsn0VqE/s400/Venice+-+GB7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146848578409223010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7606503114502830394?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7606503114502830394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7606503114502830394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/venice-glass-blowers.html' title='Venetian Glass Blowers'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R21IYUzOU8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/g06pV9t2qvE/s72-c/Venice+-+GB1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4838969431938401996</id><published>2007-12-08T19:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:09:36.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'>Florence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdwiRgFqI/AAAAAAAAAao/U99wUykP9V0/s1600-h/Florence+-+stat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdwiRgFqI/AAAAAAAAAao/U99wUykP9V0/s400/Florence+-+stat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141665750500513442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4838969431938401996?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4838969431938401996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4838969431938401996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/florence_08.html' title='Florence'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdwiRgFqI/AAAAAAAAAao/U99wUykP9V0/s72-c/Florence+-+stat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4205680240462609434</id><published>2007-12-08T19:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:06:55.470+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'>Florence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdJCRgFpI/AAAAAAAAAag/Yga2rG2TdZc/s1600-h/Florence+-+medusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdJCRgFpI/AAAAAAAAAag/Yga2rG2TdZc/s400/Florence+-+medusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141665071895680658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4205680240462609434?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4205680240462609434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4205680240462609434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/florence.html' title='Florence'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rdJCRgFpI/AAAAAAAAAag/Yga2rG2TdZc/s72-c/Florence+-+medusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4400012661511517025</id><published>2007-12-08T19:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:54:05.081+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcxyRgFoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/de0hyTB4kjE/s1600-h/Florence+caracell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcxyRgFoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/de0hyTB4kjE/s400/Florence+caracell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141664672463722114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4400012661511517025?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4400012661511517025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4400012661511517025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcxyRgFoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/de0hyTB4kjE/s72-c/Florence+caracell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3625509753862253997</id><published>2007-12-08T19:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:54:39.556+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcbSRgFnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6fmtJjvIDfk/s1600-h/Florence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcbSRgFnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6fmtJjvIDfk/s400/Florence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141664285916665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3625509753862253997?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3625509753862253997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3625509753862253997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcbSRgFnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6fmtJjvIDfk/s72-c/Florence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3967695088713786703</id><published>2007-12-08T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:02:19.904+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'>Florence - Cops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcBCRgFmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/NfvpKDA28cM/s1600-h/Florence+-+cops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcBCRgFmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/NfvpKDA28cM/s400/Florence+-+cops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141663834945099362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3967695088713786703?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3967695088713786703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3967695088713786703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/12/florence-cops.html' title='Florence - Cops'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rcBCRgFmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/NfvpKDA28cM/s72-c/Florence+-+cops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5490512847316479511</id><published>2007-12-08T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:00:28.777+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence'/><title type='text'>Florence - leather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R1rbOyRgFlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Tuuxt-Zwg6w/s1600-h/Florence+-+leather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0h1nUHnViI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vi2HfhT1Iok/s400/Capri+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136484693292045858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3301801271984687787?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3301801271984687787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3301801271984687787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/capri_24.html' title='Capri'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0h1nUHnViI/AAAAAAAAAYw/vi2HfhT1Iok/s72-c/Capri+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6729038424034193918</id><published>2007-11-24T19:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:56:32.988+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capri'/><title type='text'>Capri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hz0UHnVhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tskS6F1i9Z0/s1600-h/Capri+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hz0UHnVhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tskS6F1i9Z0/s400/Capri+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136482717607089682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6729038424034193918?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6729038424034193918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6729038424034193918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/capri.html' title='Capri'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hz0UHnVhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/tskS6F1i9Z0/s72-c/Capri+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-723464726917630036</id><published>2007-11-24T19:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:40:20.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capri'/><title type='text'>Capri - I want to live there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hvj0HnVfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ttFtTHka2rQ/s1600-h/Capri+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hvj0HnVfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ttFtTHka2rQ/s400/Capri+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136478036092737010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-723464726917630036?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/723464726917630036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/723464726917630036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/capri-i-want-to-live-there.html' title='Capri - I want to live there'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hvj0HnVfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ttFtTHka2rQ/s72-c/Capri+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-67843235424058248</id><published>2007-11-24T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:28:37.629+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capri'/><title type='text'>Capri - what a beautiful island!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hsjkHnVeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/C0ITq7qiufY/s1600-h/Capri+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hsjkHnVeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/C0ITq7qiufY/s400/Capri+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136474733262886370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capri was beautiful. Words escape me as they often do but this island was made for the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-67843235424058248?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/67843235424058248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/67843235424058248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/capri-what-beautiful-island.html' title='Capri - what a beautiful island!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0hsjkHnVeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/C0ITq7qiufY/s72-c/Capri+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5449814728318222828</id><published>2007-11-20T20:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:56:16.172+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pompeii'/><title type='text'>Pompeii three columns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M7xUHnVdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cKyCD_sb1qY/s1600-h/Three+colmumns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M7xUHnVdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cKyCD_sb1qY/s400/Three+colmumns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135013718532773330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5449814728318222828?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5449814728318222828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5449814728318222828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/pompeii-three-columns.html' title='Pompeii three columns'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M7xUHnVdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/cKyCD_sb1qY/s72-c/Three+colmumns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5763463421247856907</id><published>2007-11-20T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:53:22.851+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pompeii'/><title type='text'>Pompeii - Vesuvius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M21EHnVcI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MzppQcAzCro/s1600-h/Pompei+twin+peaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M21EHnVcI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MzppQcAzCro/s400/Pompei+twin+peaks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135008285399143874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to post this shot because it has the two peaks of Mount Vesuvius. The crater is in between the two peaks.  This means that if you drew a line following the outer edges of the two peaks and intersected it at the top , thats how big this mountain was before that fateful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5763463421247856907?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5763463421247856907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5763463421247856907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/pompeii-vesuvius.html' title='Pompeii - Vesuvius'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0M21EHnVcI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MzppQcAzCro/s72-c/Pompei+twin+peaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5164563548481961505</id><published>2007-11-18T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:11:21.229+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pompeii'/><title type='text'>Pompeii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CQNEHnVbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BfmqkWsmYuc/s1600-h/Pompeii+photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CQNEHnVbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BfmqkWsmYuc/s400/Pompeii+photo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134262129320744370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The city of Pompeii with Vesuvius looming in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5164563548481961505?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5164563548481961505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5164563548481961505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/pompeii.html' title='Pompeii'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CQNEHnVbI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BfmqkWsmYuc/s72-c/Pompeii+photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7547903184547653735</id><published>2007-11-18T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:55:41.923+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pompeii'/><title type='text'>Meet a Pompeii man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CH4EHnVZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/c_aOR9XXDIs/s1600-h/Pompeii+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CH4EHnVZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/c_aOR9XXDIs/s400/Pompeii+man.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134252972450469266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy woke up on August 24th  79AD  in his home town. A beautiful  town that overlooked  the  Mediterranean sea. he had thoughts about his life and his children and then a massive volcanic eruption occurred. Him and his town disappeared .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7547903184547653735?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7547903184547653735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7547903184547653735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/meet-pompeii-man.html' title='Meet a Pompeii man'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0CH4EHnVZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/c_aOR9XXDIs/s72-c/Pompeii+man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8633454764901782152</id><published>2007-11-18T19:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:56:20.272+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pompeii'/><title type='text'>Pompeii - the dead of pompeii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B_LkHnVYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NPNCHXdUjr8/s1600-h/pompeii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B_LkHnVYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NPNCHXdUjr8/s400/pompeii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134243411853268354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The dead of Pompeii. From what the tour guides told us the people died from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;asphyxiation from the wave of volcanic heat. They were then covered with volcanic ash. The ash hardened and the body decomposed. While they were excavating Pompeii a bright guy was finding these body cavities and thought it might be a good idea to pour plaster into them and create a mold of the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; of that fateful moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8633454764901782152?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8633454764901782152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8633454764901782152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/pompeii-dead-of-pompeii.html' title='Pompeii - the dead of pompeii'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B_LkHnVYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NPNCHXdUjr8/s72-c/pompeii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5258248031673456900</id><published>2007-11-18T18:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:57:12.849+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><title type='text'>Rome Statues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B4OUHnVUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hZg3ZC2XU_E/s1600-h/Rome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B4OUHnVUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hZg3ZC2XU_E/s400/Rome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134235762516514114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the many statues in Vatican city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B6J0HnVXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/jlJwx4l_KZ8/s1600-h/Rome,+Yes+Rome+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B6J0HnVXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/jlJwx4l_KZ8/s400/Rome,+Yes+Rome+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134237884230358386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B4v0HnVWI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eGq0ioERaZg/s400/its+Rome+damn+it+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134236338042131810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5258248031673456900?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5258248031673456900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5258248031673456900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome.html' title='Rome Statues'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/R0B4OUHnVUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hZg3ZC2XU_E/s72-c/Rome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7027282825396721926</id><published>2007-11-17T19:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:57:47.633+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><title type='text'>Rome - Vatican</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8ui0HnVSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/DBIqbb4-pjQ/s1600-h/pope+alexander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8ui0HnVSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/DBIqbb4-pjQ/s400/pope+alexander.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133873275866666274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is  the tomb of Pope Alexander VII, by Gianlorenzo Bernini. What I liked about this work was the skeletal arm of death holding an hourglass to the pope telling him that time was running out. I have worked with a deadline before but not like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8vl0HnVTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jX7QfpO8BzQ/s1600-h/hourglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8vl0HnVTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/jX7QfpO8BzQ/s400/hourglass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133874426917901618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7027282825396721926?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7027282825396721926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7027282825396721926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome-vatican_17.html' title='Rome - Vatican'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8ui0HnVSI/AAAAAAAAAWw/DBIqbb4-pjQ/s72-c/pope+alexander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8500277193107789467</id><published>2007-11-17T18:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:58:07.665+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><title type='text'>Rome - Vatican</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8m90HnVRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vtmVSx3aN7A/s1600-h/Pieta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8m90HnVRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vtmVSx3aN7A/s400/Pieta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133864943630112018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I have to make a confession. I am a sculpture nut. I love art in general  , photography , paintings and all other avenues.  But, when I stand in front of a statue I really feel it. So when I stood looking at Michelangelo's  &lt;i&gt;Pietà&lt;/i&gt; it was breathtaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8500277193107789467?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8500277193107789467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8500277193107789467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome-vatican.html' title='Rome - Vatican'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz8m90HnVRI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vtmVSx3aN7A/s72-c/Pieta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7239565577750134703</id><published>2007-11-16T19:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:08:06.854+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><title type='text'>Rome - Centurion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3bNkHnVMI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6zGLdlGGocQ/s1600-h/gladiator+eating+lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3bNkHnVMI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6zGLdlGGocQ/s400/gladiator+eating+lunch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133500176352629954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A centurion eating lunch. I never thought I would label a photo as such. There were many people dressed as early Romans. What they did was grab your camera and pose with you and charge you 5 Euro. I have to say that their costumes were very authentic.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz4GP0HnVPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aO_TBaJP8S4/s1600-h/gladiator+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz4GP0HnVPI/AAAAAAAAAWc/aO_TBaJP8S4/s400/gladiator+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133547494007330034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3dekHnVNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uWrTB-OXjUw/s1600-h/gladiator+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3dekHnVNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/uWrTB-OXjUw/s400/gladiator+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133502667433661650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7239565577750134703?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7239565577750134703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7239565577750134703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome-gladiator.html' title='Rome - Centurion'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3bNkHnVMI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6zGLdlGGocQ/s72-c/gladiator+eating+lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-2757739584776449035</id><published>2007-11-16T14:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T21:25:35.006+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><title type='text'>Rome - The Colosseo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3hrkHnVOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/84kJ44MrdOs/s1600-h/colosseeeo+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3hrkHnVOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/84kJ44MrdOs/s400/colosseeeo+outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133507288818472162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz2Zw0HnVKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/YQMKnTsf0Tk/s1600-h/Colosseo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz2Zw0HnVKI/AAAAAAAAAV0/YQMKnTsf0Tk/s400/Colosseo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133428214175585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Colosseum in Rome. What an incredible structure that was built by emperor Vespasian between 70 and 72 AD.  It used to be covered in white marble. My question was how did it get in such disrepair? It's in the center of a thriving city. You would think they would have kept it in all it's splendor.  I got my answer from the tour guide 'Georgio.' The Colosseum did well putting on shows of men fighting men,  men fighting beasts, beasts fighting beasts, etc until around 500 AD when Romes economy went sour.  Then the squatters moved in . They sold the white marble facade and turned it into a giant apartment building. An earthquake in 1349 caused the outer wall to collapse and the rest is history.  I can only imagine it with the white marble and its silk roof .  Please click picture for a better view. This was a panoramic shot that I used 5 separate photos to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz2nMUHnVLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OXU0Ps-cbU0/s1600-h/Georgio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz2nMUHnVLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/OXU0Ps-cbU0/s320/Georgio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133442980273149106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was our guide Georgio. He kind of had a 'Ben Stein' thing going on. He was really good actually. He taught art history in college until he retired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-2757739584776449035?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2757739584776449035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2757739584776449035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/rome-colosseo.html' title='Rome - The Colosseo'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rz3hrkHnVOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/84kJ44MrdOs/s72-c/colosseeeo+outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8365221900472246983</id><published>2007-11-15T18:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T18:28:55.115+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><title type='text'>Italy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  My wife and I just returned from a  trip to  Italy. We visited Rome, Florence, Venice, Naples, Capri and Pompeii. It was a great trip. I took over 800 photographs . Please be patient while I post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RzyAnkHnVJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RgNy_yXFRrI/s1600-h/Mona+lisa.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RzyAnkHnVJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RgNy_yXFRrI/s400/Mona+lisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133119092494390418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8365221900472246983?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8365221900472246983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8365221900472246983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/11/italy.html' title='Italy!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RzyAnkHnVJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RgNy_yXFRrI/s72-c/Mona+lisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6097147613366554395</id><published>2007-09-29T14:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:58:49.915+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavas'/><title type='text'>Street Festival - Palavas Les Flots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv61Y4jaslI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ToG1FFOyy6w/s1600-h/crazy+dolls+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv61Y4jaslI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ToG1FFOyy6w/s400/crazy+dolls+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115725665841885778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60_IjaskI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2_qi2e2ZYkw/s1600-h/DJ+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60_IjaskI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2_qi2e2ZYkw/s400/DJ+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115725223460254274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60hIjasiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/lcAH5LZj40U/s1600-h/bartender+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60hIjasiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/lcAH5LZj40U/s400/bartender+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724708064178722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60RojashI/AAAAAAAAAUs/S2v6pWx9C-A/s1600-h/bar+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv60RojashI/AAAAAAAAAUs/S2v6pWx9C-A/s400/bar+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115724441776206354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv5IxYjasfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lN29I42hC8g/s1600-h/palavas+les+flots+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had some free time so we took a drive to a neighboring town of Palavas Les Flots. As luck would have it we stumbled onto a street festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv5IxYjasfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lN29I42hC8g/s1600-h/palavas+les+flots+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv5IxYjasfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lN29I42hC8g/s400/palavas+les+flots+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115606239981253106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is George Jettsons house, its right down the road from Spacely Spockets. . . just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv5HQojasdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/PlESgxA2BZk/s1600-h/palavas+les+flots+small.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6097147613366554395?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6097147613366554395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6097147613366554395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/09/street-festival-palavas-les-flots.html' title='Street Festival - Palavas Les Flots'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rv61Y4jaslI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ToG1FFOyy6w/s72-c/crazy+dolls+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6981562287156525720</id><published>2007-09-23T10:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:55:20.019+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='town'/><title type='text'>Happenings around town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYof4jascI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DwsdAghgzpo/s1600-h/concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYof4jascI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DwsdAghgzpo/s400/concert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113318955147768258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a concert scheduled in October. The signs are hung everywhere. The mustache and the maniacal eyes give him a Salvidor Dali look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYoBojasbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j6JN-0kAMqA/s1600-h/clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYoBojasbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/j6JN-0kAMqA/s400/clown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113318435456725426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, again with the creepy-ass clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYn1IjasaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H5Lv1ShDYVQ/s1600-h/clown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYn1IjasaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H5Lv1ShDYVQ/s400/clown2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113318220708360610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6981562287156525720?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6981562287156525720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6981562287156525720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/09/happenings-around-town.html' title='Happenings around town'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RvYof4jascI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DwsdAghgzpo/s72-c/concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-1563194604667815588</id><published>2007-09-08T17:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:01:27.555+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>The day of the bulls in my village.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLSGFmDdYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Lz9MuXHvpBs/s1600-h/horses4+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLSGFmDdYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Lz9MuXHvpBs/s400/horses4+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107875929414399362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today they were running the bulls in my village. I'm not sure what the objective was but I think it was to move the bulls from one end of town to other while generally irritating the bull. There was some stunning horsemanship displayed however.&lt;br /&gt;Some glossary :  ABRIVADO is taking to bulls to the arena.&lt;br /&gt;                            BANDIDO   is taking the bulls from the arena (back to pasture.)&lt;br /&gt;                            ENCIERRO is the time in the arena trying to catch the bulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes the bulls live to fight another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLQB1mDdXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4JT31VrmFnA/s1600-h/good+man+bull+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLQB1mDdXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4JT31VrmFnA/s400/good+man+bull+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107873657376699762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look carefully these kids have a hand full of bull. I would be a bit worried that at one point the bull would say to himself  "ya-know what? I don't have to take this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLPwlmDdWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ewO595jnZhA/s1600-h/good+bull2+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLPwlmDdWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ewO595jnZhA/s400/good+bull2+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107873361023956322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was about 6 years old and I yanked a cats tail and received a nasty scratch because of it. Lesson learned: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mammals with tails don't like having them yanked by mammals without tails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That rule has worked well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLPGFmDdUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3Ngq-LvuHa8/s1600-h/bulls5+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLPGFmDdUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3Ngq-LvuHa8/s400/bulls5+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107872630879515970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The horsemen formed a u-shaped formation around the bull. It reminded me of the president and the secret service. They had long sticks with forked prods on the end to steer the bull. I don't think the secret service uses these. . . .although, they were affective. Maybe they should consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLNTlmDdQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FLhLpInXWxw/s1600-h/street4+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLNTlmDdQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FLhLpInXWxw/s400/street4+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107870663784494338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuK5QlmDdOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4GPS5RCvwyQ/s1600-h/riders+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuK5QlmDdOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4GPS5RCvwyQ/s400/riders+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107848622012331234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-1563194604667815588?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1563194604667815588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1563194604667815588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='The day of the bulls in my village.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RuLSGFmDdYI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Lz9MuXHvpBs/s72-c/horses4+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8598400247262927275</id><published>2007-08-28T22:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:01:59.486+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>johnny hallyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;I love this guy. He  is very popular here and he should be.  He is still going strong after a 40 year career and packs the stadiums.  There was an argument about where this song originated. Of course it was famous in U.S.A. as 'Black is Black'  and therefore considered an American song. I think it's origins  come from Spain.  It seems 'Los Bravos'  wrote and recorded it before anyone.  But you know what? Who cares. It's a great song and it transcends well in any language. I will always like Johnny Hallydays version best.   &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99phlP_e2Rw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99phlP_e2Rw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8598400247262927275?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8598400247262927275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8598400247262927275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/08/johnny-halladay.html' title='johnny hallyday'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-9056012984873051885</id><published>2007-08-26T11:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:00:30.082+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>..in a place called. . .. The Twilight Zone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RtFDblmDdDI/AAAAAAAAANs/Xg50YNSVbmo/s1600-h/puppet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RtFDblmDdDI/AAAAAAAAANs/Xg50YNSVbmo/s400/puppet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102933994014733362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;These signs are all over town and they're creeping me out. This guy has been visiting me at night with a  carving knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-9056012984873051885?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9056012984873051885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9056012984873051885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-place-called-twilight-zone.html' title='..in a place called. . .. The Twilight Zone.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RtFDblmDdDI/AAAAAAAAANs/Xg50YNSVbmo/s72-c/puppet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4686362737999620049</id><published>2007-08-23T21:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:59:27.692+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>You lookin at me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rs3gL1mDdCI/AAAAAAAAANk/gYqZymXxMYM/s1600-h/LIZZARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rs3gL1mDdCI/AAAAAAAAANk/gYqZymXxMYM/s400/LIZZARD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101980446850511906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are many little lizards (geckos?) around. Many years ago when I was in the service I was stationed on a little island in the South Pacific - Minami-Tori- Shima (look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; up.) You quickly learned to let a lizard live in your room in the barracks. They're harmless and they feed on the insects which were not so harmless. After I saw some spiders that had cut biceps like Mr. World, cohabitation with a lizard was an acceptable alternative. Here in France, these little guys are everywhere. Personally, because of my experience on the island ,I like them. My wife does not share my enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4686362737999620049?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4686362737999620049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4686362737999620049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='You lookin at me?'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rs3gL1mDdCI/AAAAAAAAANk/gYqZymXxMYM/s72-c/LIZZARD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6670638618110665232</id><published>2007-08-10T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:59:20.437+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Come have lunch with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RsiS-lmDdBI/AAAAAAAAANc/3f9QhoxXr7s/s1600-h/dorado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RsiS-lmDdBI/AAAAAAAAANc/3f9QhoxXr7s/s400/dorado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100488181938353170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rsgb7FmDc9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Zr2hLB4P5XI/s1600-h/dorado.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to lunch at work .  Every few months we go to this restaurant , one of the guys in our group knows the owner.  The owner came out with a Dorado that was 4 feet long, he was holding it by the gills and we all agreed  "se bon!" he scurried back into the kitchen to cook our fish.&lt;br /&gt;I did not get a picture of the owner with the dorado because I was caught napping and missed my chance. It is the first image that comes to my mind when I recall that lunch and I have been kicking myself for missing it. Then I thought well I used to sketch a little. Now, I am no more the artist then I am the photographer but, It might convey the image.  Armed with nothing but a  No2 pencil and a piece of printer paper I offer this drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now enjoy the pictures I did take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RryrJlZPN_I/AAAAAAAAALE/jnZDAyilP34/s1600-h/snails+and+crevvats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 418px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RryrJlZPN_I/AAAAAAAAALE/jnZDAyilP34/s400/snails+and+crevvats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097137059421698034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) href=" com="" _lvvqlei6kuk="" rryrc1zpoai="" aaaaaaaaalm="" gg="" e7jl6sm="" h="" jpg=""&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rryrc1ZPOAI/AAAAAAAAALM/80F-e7jL6sM/s400/dorado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097137390134179842" border="0" /&gt;Out came the shrimp and snails and then the cooked Dorado which he cut in half for each side of the  table and a cooked Baracuda. After that came the muscles, shrimp and octopus. Then the fruit with a banana split. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) href=" com="" _lvvqlei6kuk="" rryrc1zpoai="" aaaaaaaaalm="" gg="" e7jl6sm="" h="" jpg=""&gt;The food was excellent.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rryr3FZPOBI/AAAAAAAAALU/GiH0b8qciWc/s1600-h/de-boning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rryr3FZPOBI/AAAAAAAAALU/GiH0b8qciWc/s400/de-boning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097137841105745938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rrys5FZPOCI/AAAAAAAAALc/UCCIfqDRv9c/s1600-h/de+boned%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rrys5FZPOCI/AAAAAAAAALc/UCCIfqDRv9c/s400/de+boned%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097138974977112098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RrytI1ZPODI/AAAAAAAAALk/3SLjOos1-c0/s1600-h/THE+HOOK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RrytI1ZPODI/AAAAAAAAALk/3SLjOos1-c0/s400/THE+HOOK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097139245560051762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hook was an added bonus!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RrytnFZPOEI/AAAAAAAAALs/j93CnTLQoTA/s400/Mouls+crevettesand+octipi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097139765251094594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rryt_FZPOFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OCmUqtB6b28/s1600-h/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rryt_FZPOFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OCmUqtB6b28/s400/dessert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097140177567955026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RryuR1ZPOGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/99wGYzBppi0/s1600-h/GROUP+SHOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RryuR1ZPOGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/99wGYzBppi0/s400/GROUP+SHOT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097140499690502242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6670638618110665232?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6670638618110665232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6670638618110665232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/08/come-have-lunch-with-me.html' title='Come have lunch with me.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RsiS-lmDdBI/AAAAAAAAANc/3f9QhoxXr7s/s72-c/dorado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-445466009569181518</id><published>2007-06-24T14:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:08:44.902+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Olives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rn5gjictZGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/odfIuQVaF4g/s1600-h/Olives+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rn5gjictZGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/odfIuQVaF4g/s400/Olives+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079603593379406946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have an olive tree in my yard. Right now there are little baby olives growing. These are about the size of a tic-tac.  You can't eat them right off the tree because they're very bitter. They have to be cured. How, you ask? Here's a good website about curing &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Cure-Olives"&gt;OLIVES&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like to mix a solution of vodka and vermouth, then skewer two or three olives onto a small wooden or plastic stick (toothpick works great.) and soak the olives in the solution. Gradually decrease the amount of solution over a short period of time.  When solution is gone, the olives are done!   :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-445466009569181518?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/445466009569181518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/445466009569181518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/06/olives.html' title='Olives'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rn5gjictZGI/AAAAAAAAAK8/odfIuQVaF4g/s72-c/Olives+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6036942531700223721</id><published>2007-06-16T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:02:49.501+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><title type='text'>Montpellier , A heck of a town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went up to the center of Montpellier today. I never grow tired of going up there. This is just Europe in it's natural beauty. My wife and I kid each other, we say every now and then it catches up  to us that we are in the  South of France and we have a moment.   Between work and stopping at the market for food our lives have stabilized into a comfortable existence. When we take little weekend trips like this, it reminds us of what a beautiful experience this is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQS9CctZFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OCKXkf8tlTQ/s1600-h/street+musician+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQS9CctZFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OCKXkf8tlTQ/s400/street+musician+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076703519791998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This statue is called the three graces ( "Trois Graces" ) which I googled and found that they are Beauty,  Mirth and  Good Cheer . A perfect statue for this places as there are ample examples of all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQPBCctZEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3eZSq0J7FRo/s1600-h/the+three+graces+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQPBCctZEI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3eZSq0J7FRo/s400/the+three+graces+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076699190464963650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQO0CctZDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NDGQPuZ-dVs/s1600-h/skyline+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQO0CctZDI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NDGQPuZ-dVs/s400/skyline+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076698967126664242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6036942531700223721?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6036942531700223721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6036942531700223721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/06/montpellier-heck-of-town.html' title='Montpellier , A heck of a town.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RnQS9CctZFI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OCKXkf8tlTQ/s72-c/street+musician+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4656544345486413836</id><published>2007-05-13T14:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:36:13.919+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Lifeguard Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RkcHQzWA3xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pEIzKluyszI/s1600-h/boat+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RkcHQzWA3xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pEIzKluyszI/s400/boat+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064024291243253522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We took a walk on the beach this overcast morning. Because it was early, the only other people there &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RkcHeTWA3yI/AAAAAAAAAJw/G75KA5kBBSg/s1600-h/lifeguard+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RkcHeTWA3yI/AAAAAAAAAJw/G75KA5kBBSg/s320/lifeguard+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064024523171487522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;were the fishermen and a group of lifeguards in training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training was similar to what I've seen down in Cape May New Jersey. I guess there's not too many different ways to pull a saturated tourist out of the drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4656544345486413836?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4656544345486413836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4656544345486413836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/05/lifeguard-training.html' title='Lifeguard Training'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RkcHQzWA3xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pEIzKluyszI/s72-c/boat+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5793366346626190596</id><published>2007-05-06T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:47:35.337+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Escargot anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rj2vrDWA3uI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/L1PvLpWBu3o/s1600-h/snails+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rj2vrDWA3uI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/L1PvLpWBu3o/s400/snails+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061394710401179362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I were a snail I would add another growth ring to my shell today. 46 years ago I was born all pink and wrinkly. For the most part I have enjoyed the ride so it is a celebration. Thanks Mom for having me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We mowed the lawn and weed whacked. . .We're such party animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5793366346626190596?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5793366346626190596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5793366346626190596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/05/escargot-anyone.html' title='Escargot anyone?'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rj2vrDWA3uI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/L1PvLpWBu3o/s72-c/snails+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-1545240250917479883</id><published>2007-05-02T20:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T15:50:24.476+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>A day at the plage (beach)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVfDWA3tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yEgQjEAxDU4/s1600-h/sailboats+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVfDWA3tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yEgQjEAxDU4/s400/sailboats+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060028910801051346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bateaux (boats) on the sea. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVVjWA3sI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dYaVstD7F_4/s1600-h/stranded+pirate+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVVjWA3sI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dYaVstD7F_4/s400/stranded+pirate+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060028747592294082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's nothing sadder than a landlocked pirate . . .Actually this was a lady out for a stroll on the beach. I liked her outfit. It stands out in front of the blue Mediterranean sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVJzWA3rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oyRFOdTaqeQ/s1600-h/fisherman+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVJzWA3rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oyRFOdTaqeQ/s400/fisherman+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060028545728831154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dog was a riot.  His supreme goal in life was to get somebody to throw something for him into the water,  then he would splash in and get it (or try.) He just patroled up and down the coast canvassing people to do his deed. Many people obliged him. The French are very dog friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-1545240250917479883?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1545240250917479883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1545240250917479883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/05/beach.html' title='A day at the plage (beach)'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjVfDWA3tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yEgQjEAxDU4/s72-c/sailboats+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-1036814541238304725</id><published>2007-05-02T20:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T15:18:50.936+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathedral'/><title type='text'>Cathedral of Maguelone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTqjWA3qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4IehWgLTB4s/s1600-h/cath+good+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 294px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTqjWA3qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4IehWgLTB4s/s400/cath+good+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060026909346291362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a beautiful Cathedral by my house. It is older than the city of Montpellier .  It has a pretty interesting past that you can read here - - - &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.tourinfos.com/gb/r0011/d0034/m0001/j0007/p000043.htm"&gt;Cathedral of Maguelone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTXzWA3pI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wf_l_143x_s/s1600-h/cath+2+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 273px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTXzWA3pI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wf_l_143x_s/s400/cath+2+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060026587223744146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTOTWA3oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJmA9-p_zyE/s1600-h/cath+outside+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTOTWA3oI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HJmA9-p_zyE/s400/cath+outside+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060026424014986882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-1036814541238304725?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1036814541238304725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1036814541238304725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/05/cathedral.html' title='Cathedral of Maguelone'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RjjTqjWA3qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4IehWgLTB4s/s72-c/cath+good+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-1202970553221571025</id><published>2007-04-14T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T14:55:05.374+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Our Trip To Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OUR TRIP TO BARCELONA SPAIN 04/11/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDIcvlzurI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZYVa1EuXHK4/s1600-h/Barcelona+coat+of+arms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDIcvlzurI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZYVa1EuXHK4/s320/Barcelona+coat+of+arms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053259178046634674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wife and I went down to Barcelona for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Its a four hour drive from Montpellier and a world of difference.&lt;br /&gt;The sleepy Pyrenees met us at the France/Spain border with lazy clouds napping in the valleys.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDJa_lzusI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MQFH54McfKc/s1600-h/Barcelona+pyrennies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDJa_lzusI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MQFH54McfKc/s400/Barcelona+pyrennies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053260247493491394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-1202970553221571025?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1202970553221571025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1202970553221571025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-trip-to-barcelona.html' title='Our Trip To Barcelona'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDIcvlzurI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZYVa1EuXHK4/s72-c/Barcelona+coat+of+arms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4410572283221633006</id><published>2007-04-14T14:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:08:08.998+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Barcelona City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDFAPlzupI/AAAAAAAAAIA/a6aM02YBWJ4/s1600-h/City+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDFAPlzupI/AAAAAAAAAIA/a6aM02YBWJ4/s400/City+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053255389885479570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEx_lzuoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/83mbKULwens/s1600-h/City+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEx_lzuoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/83mbKULwens/s400/City+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053255145072343682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather was not great but we made the best of our trip. We toured the city and went to the Joan Miro museum and had some great meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEpvlzunI/AAAAAAAAAHw/il9rvNiEklo/s1600-h/City+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEpvlzunI/AAAAAAAAAHw/il9rvNiEklo/s400/City+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053255003338422898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEg_lzumI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sbjD5OZuWmM/s1600-h/City+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDEg_lzumI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sbjD5OZuWmM/s400/City+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053254853014567522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDESflzulI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0kOuMZPc43k/s1600-h/Columbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDESflzulI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0kOuMZPc43k/s400/Columbus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053254603906464338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDHDvlzuqI/AAAAAAAAAII/0667DLvvUsI/s1600-h/City+columbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDHDvlzuqI/AAAAAAAAAII/0667DLvvUsI/s400/City+columbus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053257649038277282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Columbus was there to meet us. When we told him we were from the U.S.  he went on and on about about how there is a city named after him in Ohio.  We finally had to ditch him in the crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4410572283221633006?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4410572283221633006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4410572283221633006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/barcelona-city.html' title='Barcelona City'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDFAPlzupI/AAAAAAAAAIA/a6aM02YBWJ4/s72-c/City+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5974727328757805744</id><published>2007-04-14T13:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:05:29.140+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Barcelona Market</title><content type='html'>Off of La Rambla street there was a market. We had to explore it since we are fans of the markets back up in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC_jvlzugI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jbF7pj2OMsU/s1600-h/Market+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC_jvlzugI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jbF7pj2OMsU/s400/Market+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053249402701068802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC_wPlzuhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QZaDgK2RfYw/s1600-h/Market+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC_wPlzuhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QZaDgK2RfYw/s400/Market+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053249617449433618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This market had everything. By everything, I mean everything. This one meat counter looked like a build your own sheep kit. (assembly required.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDAwPlzuiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ed79ZWD8sbM/s1600-h/Market+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDAwPlzuiI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ed79ZWD8sbM/s400/Market+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250716961061410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This next photo is pretty graphic. Please view at your own risk and stomach strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDB3PlzukI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kpN43ndIFLE/s1600-h/Market+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 29px; height: 18px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiDB3PlzukI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kpN43ndIFLE/s200/Market+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053251936731773506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5974727328757805744?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5974727328757805744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5974727328757805744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/barcelona-market.html' title='Barcelona Market'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC_jvlzugI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jbF7pj2OMsU/s72-c/Market+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7678402740926416747</id><published>2007-04-14T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:20:12.757+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>The living Statues of La Rambla Street.</title><content type='html'>We strolled down the famous La Ramblas street. What a blast. All along the street there were these living statues. This guy caught my eye. Aside from his Atlas costume you have to give the guy credit. Would you like to stay frozen in this position for hours?. . . Me neither.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC8UPlzudI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4NHvwxT9OhI/s1600-h/Statues+Atlas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC8UPlzudI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4NHvwxT9OhI/s400/Statues+Atlas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053245837878213074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However, this guy wins for sheer originality of costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC89flzueI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_c8F4H6XcCQ/s1600-h/Statues+Crazy+Biker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC89flzueI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_c8F4H6XcCQ/s400/Statues+Crazy+Biker1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053246546547816930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note the skeleton in the side car. I had to drop a eruo in his bucket.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC9kPlzufI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GsVbAKnjc1I/s1600-h/Statues+Crazy+Biker+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC9kPlzufI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GsVbAKnjc1I/s400/Statues+Crazy+Biker+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053247212267747826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pleased him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7678402740926416747?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7678402740926416747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7678402740926416747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/living-staues-of-la-rambla-street.html' title='The living Statues of La Rambla Street.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC8UPlzudI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4NHvwxT9OhI/s72-c/Statues+Atlas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-2069123304548884553</id><published>2007-04-14T13:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T14:55:40.916+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Barcelona Marina Documentary</title><content type='html'>We stopped and sat at the marina for a while to look at all the boats. I had the Gilligans Island theme going through my head. . .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC4v_lzuaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zEWlrzQ-0L0/s1600-h/Documentary+marina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC4v_lzuaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zEWlrzQ-0L0/s400/Documentary+marina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053241916573071778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I got to the 'three hour tour' part I noticed these women filming from the end of a dock.&lt;br /&gt;Word must have leaked out about our Barcelona trip and these women were here to document our visit. Please allow us our privacy ladies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC5_vlzucI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eHSxkhCTFmU/s1600-h/Documentary+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC5_vlzucI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eHSxkhCTFmU/s320/Documentary+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053243286667639234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC5x_lzubI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OlAZZ6dQoYs/s1600-h/Documentary+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC5x_lzubI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OlAZZ6dQoYs/s320/Documentary+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053243050444437938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess they weren't filming me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-2069123304548884553?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2069123304548884553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2069123304548884553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/barcelona-marina-documentary.html' title='Barcelona Marina Documentary'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC4v_lzuaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/zEWlrzQ-0L0/s72-c/Documentary+marina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-71988723732314602</id><published>2007-04-14T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:12:30.255+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Barcelona Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCzz_lzuXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/A6omtqbyVSQ/s1600-h/Aquarium+Shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCzz_lzuXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/A6omtqbyVSQ/s400/Aquarium+Shark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053236487734409586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There I was,  about ten feet from the surface and life sustaining  air. Unfortunately there was a  threatening peril   between it and me. If I was to make it to the surface I would have to fight. My adversary awaited the confrontation with a confidence that I found distressing. This was going to get ugly. . . . . . . . What?. . .Well, yea, I was inside a glass tunnel. .whats your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC1xvlzuYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1lyICjaJOc4/s1600-h/Aquarium+octopi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC1xvlzuYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1lyICjaJOc4/s320/Aquarium+octopi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053238648102959490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw many things that we later probably had for dinner.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC2dflzuZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ewl8eAh-H1w/s1600-h/Aquarium+Lizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiC2dflzuZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ewl8eAh-H1w/s320/Aquarium+Lizzard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053239399722236306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Aquariums. I never grew up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-71988723732314602?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/71988723732314602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/71988723732314602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/barcelona-aquarium.html' title='Barcelona Aquarium'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCzz_lzuXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/A6omtqbyVSQ/s72-c/Aquarium+Shark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3350555568421107892</id><published>2007-04-14T12:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T14:32:17.997+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><title type='text'>Coming home from Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCyD_lzuWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tZ9-nNqIHfk/s1600-h/coming+home+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCyD_lzuWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tZ9-nNqIHfk/s320/coming+home+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053234563589060962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time despite the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCxxflzuVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UtduMjEotww/s1600-h/coming+home+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCxxflzuVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UtduMjEotww/s320/coming+home+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053234245761481042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive from Barcelona to Montpellier was long and arduous. It pretty much poured the whole way. There was a long traffic jam across the France/Spain border and it seemed like there was about three trucks for every car on the road. Thats a dangerous ratio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3350555568421107892?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3350555568421107892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3350555568421107892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/coming-home-from-barcelona.html' title='Coming home from Barcelona'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RiCyD_lzuWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tZ9-nNqIHfk/s72-c/coming+home+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8221695689899587728</id><published>2007-04-09T21:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:03:31.901+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Flamingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhqRJkBeUgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OlXfLoiuMck/s1600-h/Flamingo+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhqRJkBeUgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OlXfLoiuMck/s400/Flamingo+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051509525524140546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flamingo in flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8221695689899587728?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8221695689899587728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8221695689899587728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/flamingo.html' title='Flamingo'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhqRJkBeUgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OlXfLoiuMck/s72-c/Flamingo+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8065712540585227813</id><published>2007-04-05T20:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:04:06.913+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhVB3EBeUfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MZNsUp9ufF0/s1600-h/flowers+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhVB3EBeUfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MZNsUp9ufF0/s400/flowers+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050014971394413042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   It was a beautiful day and I was just itching to take a picture. These are flowers (irises I think) that are growing in our side yard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8065712540585227813?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8065712540585227813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8065712540585227813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RhVB3EBeUfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MZNsUp9ufF0/s72-c/flowers+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-8942959272039932635</id><published>2007-03-22T14:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:05:10.734+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sommieres'/><title type='text'>Rue De La Monnaie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RgKBzChaSJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DGqoAAv5DV8/s1600-h/street%2Bart%2Blowres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RgKBzChaSJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DGqoAAv5DV8/s400/street%2Bart%2Blowres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044737246458693778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a little side street in the town of Sommieres. When I walk around these little towns I am always intrigued by the little side streets that steer off in different directions and angles. This photo seemed (to me) to catch the atmosphere of one such street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Note: I am told that in very old towns "rue de la monnaie" is where the ancient roman road entered the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Peter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-8942959272039932635?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8942959272039932635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/8942959272039932635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/rue-de-la-monnaie.html' title='Rue De La Monnaie'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RgKBzChaSJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DGqoAAv5DV8/s72-c/street%2Bart%2Blowres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-9137961171373938035</id><published>2007-03-08T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:06:00.590+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorges De L&apos;Herault'/><title type='text'>Gorges De L'Herault</title><content type='html'>My cousin and his wife came to visit me from the states. We took a ride down this beautiful gorge . I have been here 7 months and still marvel at the ancient structures. Enjoy the next 3 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB1QCCd1fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pSqDYRm6mic/s1600-h/bridge+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB1QCCd1fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pSqDYRm6mic/s400/bridge+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039656901313156594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-9137961171373938035?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9137961171373938035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9137961171373938035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_3192.html' title='Gorges De L&apos;Herault'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB1QCCd1fI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pSqDYRm6mic/s72-c/bridge+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-9000034658735433904</id><published>2007-03-08T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:06:26.266+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorges De L&apos;Herault'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB09yCd1eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CHDNz99eIoM/s1600-h/grotto+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB09yCd1eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CHDNz99eIoM/s400/grotto+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039656587780543970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-9000034658735433904?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9000034658735433904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/9000034658735433904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_4867.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB09yCd1eI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CHDNz99eIoM/s72-c/grotto+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7884573491552081070</id><published>2007-03-08T21:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:06:51.811+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorges De L&apos;Herault'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0qyCd1dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_2Un-AnT0zI/s1600-h/Mill+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0qyCd1dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_2Un-AnT0zI/s400/Mill+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039656261363029458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7884573491552081070?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7884573491552081070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7884573491552081070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_9150.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0qyCd1dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_2Un-AnT0zI/s72-c/Mill+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3823380600805716789</id><published>2007-03-08T21:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:07:37.888+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic St Loup'/><title type='text'>Pic St Loup</title><content type='html'>This is Pic St Loup. A mountain that has it all. Great trails, great castles, great views and it's surrounded by vineyards that produces excellent local wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0byCd1cI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vTXNZkX1UB4/s1600-h/pic+st+loup+low+res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0byCd1cI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vTXNZkX1UB4/s400/pic+st+loup+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039656003664991682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3823380600805716789?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3823380600805716789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3823380600805716789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_08.html' title='Pic St Loup'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0byCd1cI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vTXNZkX1UB4/s72-c/pic+st+loup+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7288294724082710360</id><published>2007-03-08T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:08:12.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sommieres'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0JSCd1bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q5hq8RrY7cY/s1600-h/town+low+res.jpg"&gt;This is the town of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sommieres&lt;/span&gt; . A great place to go shopping on  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0JSCd1bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q5hq8RrY7cY/s400/town+low+res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039655685837411762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7288294724082710360?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7288294724082710360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7288294724082710360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RfB0JSCd1bI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Q5hq8RrY7cY/s72-c/town+low+res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-5053292257059942672</id><published>2007-03-03T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:08:40.652+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Hello Donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rel3tU8PAdI/AAAAAAAAADo/O31UJPJl-hY/s1600-h/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037689278789779922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rel3tU8PAdI/AAAAAAAAADo/O31UJPJl-hY/s400/donkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a donkey that lives near us. His fenced in area is right along side the road and we pass him every time we go to work or shopping. In the realm of donkeys he strikes me as a handsome example. I noticed him from the beginning and had taken to saying "hello donkey" every time we went by. My wife just ignored me at first but after awhile she started saying it as well. Now we both look for him and worry when he's not out.&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping in the little town of  Sommieres last weekend. My Wife and her friend went into a little gift store while I waited outside. When they came out, she said she had bought me a gift. When I got home and unwrapped it it was . .a little statue of a donkey. It now sits on my desk. These are things that memory's are made of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-5053292257059942672?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5053292257059942672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/5053292257059942672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-donkey.html' title='Hello Donkey'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/Rel3tU8PAdI/AAAAAAAAADo/O31UJPJl-hY/s72-c/donkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-626738729443355941</id><published>2007-02-04T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:09:11.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic St Loup'/><title type='text'>Glider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXbNU0G9DI/AAAAAAAAADY/QY0tEnBPEhE/s1600-h/Glider+plane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027665581001077810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXbNU0G9DI/AAAAAAAAADY/QY0tEnBPEhE/s400/Glider+plane2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXa8k0G9CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BNSVU_8VNUI/s1600-h/Glider+and+castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027665293238268962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXa8k0G9CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BNSVU_8VNUI/s400/Glider+and+castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;picnicking&lt;/span&gt; on Pic Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Loup&lt;/span&gt; we saw a squadron of gliders take flight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, it was one gas engine plane hauling these gliders up and releasing them. There was four of them in flight by the time we left. Think about it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Silently&lt;/span&gt; soaring above ancient castles. It doesn't get more obscure than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-626738729443355941?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/626738729443355941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/626738729443355941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/glider.html' title='Glider'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXbNU0G9DI/AAAAAAAAADY/QY0tEnBPEhE/s72-c/Glider+plane2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3362538126607833864</id><published>2007-02-04T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:09:43.307+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic St Loup'/><title type='text'>Tale of two castles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXU-U0G8_I/AAAAAAAAACs/nqAtuU5mueE/s1600-h/Two+Castles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027658726233273330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXU-U0G8_I/AAAAAAAAACs/nqAtuU5mueE/s400/Two+Castles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on a picnic to Pic Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Loup&lt;/span&gt; which is a mountain not to far from us. The view was stunning. If you look at the top photo you'll see an ancient castle on the very right (hard to see) and another on the very left. So you have two old castles with this valley between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027659340413596690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXViE0G9BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/d7ESYkjtsI8/s400/good+castle+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is the castle on the right (I know it's a lousy photo but the sun wasn't cooperating with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXVME0G9AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XZdV_ITENW4/s1600-h/good+castle+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027658962456474626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXVME0G9AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XZdV_ITENW4/s400/good+castle+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is the castle on the left. Were they friendly with each other? Did they have some Carl Lewis type guy who would run messages back and forth? Maybe they were enemies. That would be awkward. Maybe there was some romance that suffered the distance of that valley. You could write a hundred different stories about these two castles. I would love to know the history.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was a beautiful day and a great picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3362538126607833864?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3362538126607833864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3362538126607833864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/tale-of-two-castles.html' title='Tale of two castles'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RcXU-U0G8_I/AAAAAAAAACs/nqAtuU5mueE/s72-c/Two+Castles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-7819885320633752801</id><published>2007-01-28T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:10:26.547+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Trip home (you had to be there.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RbyVqLOfcKI/AAAAAAAAACI/8suorlWI08k/s1600-h/alps+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025055836039245986" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RbyVqLOfcKI/AAAAAAAAACI/8suorlWI08k/s400/alps+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a shot from the plane window. Photographs taken from the windows of jumbo jets are kind of like  funny stories you tell and nobody laughs. After an awkward silence you say "well, I guess you had to be there." This shot is probably no exception, but I was on my way home on a flight from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Montpellier&lt;/span&gt; to Paris and the beautiful Alps loomed in the distance. I was euphoric as I snapped photo after photo. This picture does little justice of what I saw out that window but try to imagine. . . . .&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I guess you had to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-7819885320633752801?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7819885320633752801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/7819885320633752801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/trip-home-you-had-to-be-there.html' title='Trip home (you had to be there.)'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RbyVqLOfcKI/AAAAAAAAACI/8suorlWI08k/s72-c/alps+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-3640747353683916752</id><published>2007-01-05T19:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:10:55.617+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>Going home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZ6a4NRO6II/AAAAAAAAAB8/5tDo-5N0OI4/s1600-h/boat+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016617325362604162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZ6a4NRO6II/AAAAAAAAAB8/5tDo-5N0OI4/s400/boat+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are heading back to the States tomorrow for our first trip back in six months. I wanted to leave you with another art shot before I left. I doubt I will be able to post for the next two weeks so I will get back to work when I return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-3640747353683916752?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3640747353683916752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/3640747353683916752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZ6a4NRO6II/AAAAAAAAAB8/5tDo-5N0OI4/s72-c/boat+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-1556776542642629831</id><published>2007-01-02T09:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:11:21.433+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>Sunk Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZoRuFhtC-I/AAAAAAAAABg/0tT6XT6LxMM/s1600-h/sunk+boat+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015340618485664738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZoRuFhtC-I/AAAAAAAAABg/0tT6XT6LxMM/s400/sunk+boat+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This boats story is almost told. We found it walking along the shore on New Years day. Like the photograph, I had to stare at it that day to discern its outline. Once it presented itself to me I had to ponder it's history. Was it just a fishing boat used by a local man to pull in fish for his supper and perhaps the market. Was it forgotten after his death. Why was it never moved or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disposed&lt;/span&gt; of. Perhaps it had a more colorful past. Maybe it shuttled some refugees up from Spain during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Franco's&lt;/span&gt; repressive regime. I don't have the answers. I guess the beginning of a new year and the ending of the last one has made me reflective. Reflection was about all that was left of this old boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-1556776542642629831?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1556776542642629831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/1556776542642629831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/sunk-boat.html' title='Sunk Boat'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZoRuFhtC-I/AAAAAAAAABg/0tT6XT6LxMM/s72-c/sunk+boat+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4030751912265288491</id><published>2006-12-30T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:11:55.334+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>A cheval! A cheval! My kingdom for a cheval!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZbVQBiteII/AAAAAAAAABU/KAr9iK591xo/s1600-h/horse+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014429706392270978" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZbVQBiteII/AAAAAAAAABU/KAr9iK591xo/s400/horse+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why the long face? There are these whites horses along the road in our town. I stopped with my camera and they came right over to me. We had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; chat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4030751912265288491?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4030751912265288491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4030751912265288491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/cheval-cheval-my-kingdom-for-cheval.html' title='A cheval! A cheval! My kingdom for a cheval!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RZbVQBiteII/AAAAAAAAABU/KAr9iK591xo/s72-c/horse+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4500744437955476106</id><published>2006-12-24T21:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:12:24.590+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RY7e_xiteHI/AAAAAAAAABE/_zQ0DyVudX8/s1600-h/street1+small"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012188622521989234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RY7e_xiteHI/AAAAAAAAABE/_zQ0DyVudX8/s400/street1+small" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RY7etRiteGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bQV9BvyEwTI/s1600-h/tower1-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012188304694409314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RY7etRiteGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/bQV9BvyEwTI/s400/tower1-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Joyeux&lt;/span&gt; Noel everyone. Last night was Christmas eve and we took a walk into town after our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt; fish dinner which my wife did an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; job on. I brought my camera and tried to do some night shots. This morning (Christmas day) we walked down to church and on the way back we found a market that was open we bought some peppers and clementines and then we found a bakery that was open and we bought a couple of croissant&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;baguette&lt;/span&gt; and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;buche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; noel. It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt; Christmas cake shaped like a yule log. It's a beautiful morning here. Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4500744437955476106?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4500744437955476106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4500744437955476106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RY7e_xiteHI/AAAAAAAAABE/_zQ0DyVudX8/s72-c/street1+small' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6970456476808038761</id><published>2006-12-16T18:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:12:59.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavas'/><title type='text'>Palavas Les Flots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RYQzZhiteFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lI2AOK1rhH8/s1600-h/beach+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009185199136536658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RYQzZhiteFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lI2AOK1rhH8/s400/beach+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RYQxlRiteEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DJ0GnO40Id4/s1600-h/palavas+tower+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009183201976744002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RYQxlRiteEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DJ0GnO40Id4/s400/palavas+tower+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tower at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Palavas&lt;/span&gt;. this is the next town (about 8 minutes) from us. We were walking during the day and went for a ride to the top. It revolves one turn per hour (I think.) The lower level is a bar and the upper level is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; . I want to go there for the novelty of it. The locals curl their nose at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuisine&lt;/span&gt; but say the view is worth it. I want to go for dinner some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6970456476808038761?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6970456476808038761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6970456476808038761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/palavas-les-flots.html' title='Palavas Les Flots'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RYQzZhiteFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/lI2AOK1rhH8/s72-c/beach+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4268731870905597458</id><published>2006-12-08T08:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:13:28.997+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Roofing in France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXkWg0ppW2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SHTC8-0gC5k/s1600-h/Man+on+Roof+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006057213943962466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXkWg0ppW2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SHTC8-0gC5k/s400/Man+on+Roof+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of carpenters in my family. This one is for them. I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intrigued&lt;/span&gt; with the tile roofs since I got here so when they were roofing on the lot next to my house I had to take advantage. They don't seem to leak and they're very sturdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4268731870905597458?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4268731870905597458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4268731870905597458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/roofing-in-france.html' title='Roofing in France'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXkWg0ppW2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SHTC8-0gC5k/s72-c/Man+on+Roof+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-139615808676835072</id><published>2006-12-03T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:13:59.359+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Annoying Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXLi6yR1YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CmkFsiMrvio/s1600-h/Towns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004311635518907138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXLi6yR1YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CmkFsiMrvio/s400/Towns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I collect things. I have to bring something back from all my vacations. When I was first married it was little statues. I brought back tiki statues from Hawaii , Inca statues from Mexico etc. etc. I had them on my shelf in my den. My wife is not a big fan of bric-a-brac but she tolerated this character flaw. One day I realized I had too many statues when I was trying get the dust off them ("they're your statues, you dust them.") So I shifted to baseball caps. This too became cumbersome by the sheer volume of it. ("you have so many damn hats there's no place to hang my coat.") When I came to France I realized that before I started down any path I had better think it through. What I came up with is town stickers. Every town we went to has these coat of arms town stickers. They're actually post cards but the coat of arms peals off. This is great. I can scan them and post them before my pictures in my blog and even if we visit 500 towns in two years I can bring them home in a Kleenex box. Problem solved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-139615808676835072?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/139615808676835072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/139615808676835072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/annoying-habits.html' title='Annoying Habits'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lVvQLEi6kUk/RXLi6yR1YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CmkFsiMrvio/s72-c/Towns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-4419809674596657659</id><published>2006-11-26T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:14:30.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palavas'/><title type='text'>The beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/1600/921686/wind%20surfing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/400/414875/wind%20surfing2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/1600/913545/sail%20sking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/400/18809/sail%20sking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the drive home from Mauguio we swung by the beach. The wind was whipping and the skies whispered rain. This was an angry Mediterranean sea, but beautiful none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-4419809674596657659?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4419809674596657659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/4419809674596657659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/11/beach.html' title='The beach'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-6349489242936846290</id><published>2006-11-26T19:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:15:30.419+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mauguio'/><title type='text'>Mauguio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/1600/489800/arena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/400/15713/arena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a road trip to a little town called Mauguio. All the towns in the South of France are quaint and this town is no exception. This town carries a bull theme because of the big bullfighting arena which is there (go figure). There is a different type of bull fighting in south France that is more conducive to the bull because he gets to stay alive in the end. The matadors who are dressed in white, go running by the bulls and try to grab (hook) rings that are on the bulls horns. Of course this causes the bull some anxiety and he gives chase. The object is to get the rings off the horns and make it to the perimeter of the arena and scale over a wall before you feel the business end of the bull. I spoke to a guy at work that used to do this and he drew out schematics of the arena and the exact angle the bull should be at in order for a successful ring hook-age and horn avoidance.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/1600/596469/bull%20statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/400/300416/bull%20statue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/1600/796754/Bull%20window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/113/3835/400/107908/Bull%20window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-6349489242936846290?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6349489242936846290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/6349489242936846290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/11/maugio.html' title='Mauguio'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-2252489433946720820</id><published>2006-11-12T12:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:27:51.976+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><title type='text'>Neighbor's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/113/3835/1600/house4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/113/3835/400/house4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 6pm and I was grilling on my back patio. The west sky was beautiful. The steaks were sizzling and the red wine was delicious. I felt like playing with my camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-2252489433946720820?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2252489433946720820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/2252489433946720820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/11/neighbors-house.html' title='Neighbor&apos;s House'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116219378938805476</id><published>2006-10-30T08:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:17:44.563+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>PARIS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/ETcover%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/ETcover%20photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Paris. What a great burg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Boats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Boats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can rent a little sailboat for the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/streetgood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/streetgood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stumbled onto a street market on the back streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/street.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ever present security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/mangue%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/mangue%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this shot so I could say this line "I ate the last mango in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;." My apologies to Jimmy Buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Luve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Luve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Louvre. .Jam packed with some of the finest art in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116219378938805476?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116219378938805476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116219378938805476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/paris.html' title='PARIS!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116214910873280511</id><published>2006-10-29T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:14:59.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>Eiffel Tower</title><content type='html'>We went to the Eiffel Tower and I went to the top. . had to. ..Once anyway. It was a beautiful day. I took a couple shots of the entire tower but then I thought everyone in the world knows what the Eiffel Tower looks like so I tried to get some different angles and perspectives. I hope you enjoy. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/soldiers2%20EF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/soldiers2%20EF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy shot me right after I took this picture. He only winged my shoulder and I managed to duck into the crowd. . . . . . . I'm kidding. . . . We actually became friends and he left his machine gun with my wife and we went up the tower together. . . . . .I'm kidding again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/view%20ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/view%20ef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The mighty Arc.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower4%20ART.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower4%20ART.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Gus%20Effiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Gus%20Effiel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Gustave Eiffel himself (he's the one on the bottom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  A view from the top. I held my camera out as far as I could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/EFtower%20good.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/EFtower%20good.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attracted to shiny objects so I loved these telescopes they had all over the tower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116214910873280511?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214910873280511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214910873280511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/eiffel-tower.html' title='Eiffel Tower'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116214704961216992</id><published>2006-10-29T19:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:36:08.198+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>The Champs-Elysees</title><content type='html'>This couple cracked me up. My Wife and I were taking turns photographing each other standing in front of the Arc de Triomphe. I noticed my Wife laughing while taking my picture. When I went to get my camera back from her she told me this couple was hamming it up behind me while she was taking my picture.  I figured they must want to be photographed so I turned my camera on them and they started posing. I was laughing, My wife was laughing and even the woman on the bench in the background was laughing. It was a good moment.   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Louis%20Vuitton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/Louis%20Vuitton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Champ%20elysees%20vacuum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/Champ%20elysees%20vacuum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/waiter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/waiter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Champs%20elysees%20cartier.jpg" test=""&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/Champs%20elysees%20cartier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked down the Champs Elysee from the Arc de Triomphe to the Louvre. What a street!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116214704961216992?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214704961216992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214704961216992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/champs-elysees.html' title='The Champs-Elysees'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116214653020538560</id><published>2006-10-29T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:02:31.714+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'>The trip home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/train%20castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/train%20castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is typical of the views you see from the train window. I wish I knew the history of this castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/train%20ride%20home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/train%20ride%20home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was sitting in the train station in Paris. The trains were clean and fast. Paris to Montpellier in 3 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116214653020538560?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214653020538560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116214653020538560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/trip-home.html' title='The trip home'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116180606244667452</id><published>2006-10-25T20:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:15:00.880+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>And then the lights went out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we went to Paris. We had a great time and I took a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I will post them. But when we came back we had problems. We came home from work on a Friday night, I opened the mailbox and there was a slip in there. It was a from the electric company and it was marked up like a lazy student’s test paper. I had a feeling it was not a good sign. The power was out. This is what happened. Our real estate agent did her job and faxed a contract to EDF (Électricité de France.) They lost the fax, apparently. We have been living off the previous tenant’s electricity. They found this out and cut our power. This pissess EDF off because they realize they just got screwed out of 3 months of power money. Ok , this is Friday. We call a colleague for help and he jumps in to help us. EDF says Wednesday of the next week. We had many people call to fix this but Wednesday was carved in stone and Wednesday it would be. We lasted 5 days with no power.&lt;br /&gt;The EDF guy showed up today (Wednesday). . ..he walked over to the little white box on the curb outside my street and inserted his key and opened the door and threw a switch. Wa-la we had power. Five days we took cold showers and sat around candles at night. We were being punished for their fault.&lt;br /&gt;Good things that happened: Everybody at work tried to help us. They felt bad for us and generally had bad things to say about EDF. . ..it’s a monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;A guy at work took all our freezer food and put it in his freezer.&lt;br /&gt;The same guy insisted we come over for dinner and we did and had great time with him and his wife and two kids.&lt;br /&gt;We got three months of free french electricity.&lt;br /&gt;I made my my first French joke .. . EDF stands for Electricity Doesn’t Freakinwork.&lt;br /&gt;It got a few laughs at work. La vie a belle (life is good.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116180606244667452?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116180606244667452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116180606244667452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-then-lights-went-out.html' title='And then the lights went out.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116064808457760642</id><published>2006-10-12T12:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:16:03.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sète'/><title type='text'>Sète Photo Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/seaside%20town.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/seaside%20town.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/200/SETE.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So ends our day trip to Sète. A quaint little French fishing village on the coast of the Mediterranean sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116064808457760642?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064808457760642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064808457760642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/ste-photo-three.html' title='Sète Photo Three'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116064587227207020</id><published>2006-10-12T11:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:16:44.100+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sète'/><title type='text'>Sète Photo Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/sign%20small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/sign%20small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clash of cultures:&lt;br /&gt;This was a sign outside a restaurant. To the average European it is a colorful advertisement which promises great seafood from a reputable 'fisherman' character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought. . . ."Village People?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116064587227207020?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064587227207020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064587227207020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/ste-photo-two.html' title='Sète Photo Two'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116064283499610622</id><published>2006-10-12T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:17:13.996+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sète'/><title type='text'>Sète Photo One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/sete%20street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/sete%20street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the seaside city of Sète. It's about 40 minutes from us down the coast. It was a nice little fishing village and a fun place to take photo's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116064283499610622?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064283499610622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116064283499610622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/ste-photo-one.html' title='Sète Photo One'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116050624287997484</id><published>2006-10-10T20:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:17:44.734+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><title type='text'>The modern side of Montpellier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Polygone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Polygone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up at the center of Montpellier again. The ancient architecture always grabs my attention. France has modern malls as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116050624287997484?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116050624287997484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116050624287997484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/modern-side-of-montpellier.html' title='The modern side of Montpellier'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-116023154318983088</id><published>2006-10-07T16:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:18:14.759+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>The Circus is coming to town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Zavatta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/Zavatta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Circus (or Cirque) is coming to town. They have these signs all over the town. I've been annoying my wife by saying "ZAVATTA!" every time we pass one. It's fun to say, try it.&lt;br /&gt;Za-Vatta! . . .See?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-116023154318983088?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116023154318983088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/116023154318983088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/circus-is-coming-to-town.html' title='The Circus is coming to town.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115990144536712536</id><published>2006-10-03T20:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:18:46.523+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><title type='text'>Eating is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/final%20comedee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/final%20comedee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is up at Comedee again. My wife and I were siting across from this dining party. I don't drink coffee after dinner so my inlaws have me drinking Sambuca. They don't have Sambuca in France so I figured it was something that I would have to get "un-used to." At the same time my co-workers were telling me I can't live in the South France without drinking "Pastis." So it was this dinner that I tried pastis for the first time. Guess what? Pastis tastes a lot like Sambuca! It's anise based.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115990144536712536?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115990144536712536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115990144536712536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/eating-is-beautiful.html' title='Eating is Beautiful'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115989956489334622</id><published>2006-10-03T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:19:18.212+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/comedee%20%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/comedee%20%289%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The street musicians are fantastic up at comedee centre (center of Montpellier). This area is Europe coming at ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115989956489334622?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115989956489334622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115989956489334622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/street-musicians-are-fantastic-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115977113955236289</id><published>2006-10-02T08:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:19:48.613+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Soccer ball tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/soccer%20balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/320/soccer%20balls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a busy weekend but I feel guilty for not posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tree in my yard that grows soccer balls. Soccer is called football in France so I'll honor that. So I was out doing yard work this weekend and noticed my football tree. The mower makes a heck of a racket when you hit one of these footballs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115977113955236289?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115977113955236289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115977113955236289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/10/soccer-ball-tree.html' title='Soccer ball tree'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115878057300697328</id><published>2006-09-20T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:21:26.527+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aigues-Mortes'/><title type='text'>The "Carbonnière Tower"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/tower.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/tower.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off in the distance you see The Tower of Constance. This structure has walls that are 16 feet thick. I would hate to have to run cable vision though that. King Louis IX&lt;br /&gt;(Saint Louis) stayed here when he was in town. It was also used as a prison and many of its 'guests' were French Huguenots. Because I am subject to whimsy on occasion I thought maybe some disgruntled Huguenot prisoner got out of this prison and decided he wanted to put as much distance between himself and this tower as he could. So, he left and founded the town of New Paltz. . Maybe,.. maybe not, don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115878057300697328?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115878057300697328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115878057300697328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/carbonnire-tower.html' title='The &quot;Carbonnière Tower&quot;'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115818024590619676</id><published>2006-09-13T22:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:20:55.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aigues-Mortes'/><title type='text'>Aigues-Mortes, the entrance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/entrance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/entrance2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the entrances. It was odd because the side we were on was quiet and open and when you went through the door you were in the center of a thriving village. If you click on the picture and enlarge it you can see the village inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115818024590619676?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115818024590619676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115818024590619676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/aigues-mortes-entrance.html' title='Aigues-Mortes, the entrance.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115803896586247114</id><published>2006-09-12T07:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:21:58.542+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aigues-Mortes'/><title type='text'>Our trip to Aigues-Mortes, the walled city.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Aigues-Mortes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Aigues-Mortes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a trip to the walled city of &lt;a href="http://www.aigues-mortes.com/anglais/historique/html/livre.html"&gt;Aigues-Mortes&lt;/a&gt;. Pronounced Egga-Mort. It's huge walled city about a half an hour from us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115803896586247114?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115803896586247114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115803896586247114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-trip-to-aigues-mortes-walled-city.html' title='Our trip to Aigues-Mortes, the walled city.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115774331033298018</id><published>2006-09-08T20:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:22:37.154+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hungary'/><title type='text'>Buda Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/buda%20castle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/buda%20castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife went to Budapest, Hungary on a business trip for a day. Now, that's a sentence I never thought I would say. She was very impressed with the city and gave it the thumbs up for a future weekend trip. She surprised me and wanted to take pictures on her trip . I tried to offer her camera's of quality, but she wanted small, small, and smaller . I came up with this crappy digital about the size of very fat credit card. She was happy with it. She came home with this picture which I thought was great. She a resourceful and crafty woman and that's only 2 reasons why I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budapest, I come to find out is actually two cities. Buda and Pest with the Danube flowing between them. My wife said it was very clean and the shopping looked plentiful. Unfortunately, her business meeting and flight schedule prevented her from doing much shopping. Hence, the green light for us to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115774331033298018?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115774331033298018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115774331033298018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/buda-castle.html' title='Buda Castle'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115721194491294453</id><published>2006-09-02T17:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:23:06.641+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>It's Saturday, time for a walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/Church%20tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/Church%20tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We try and walk every day we can. My wife's under the impression that it is somehow good for your health. I would dispute this but she has the worlds doctors and health professionals on her side. Me being out numbered, I walk. Saturday is a great walking day in our village. This picture and the following are the sights of one such Saturday. I hope you enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115721194491294453?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721194491294453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721194491294453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-saturday-time-for-walk.html' title='It&apos;s Saturday, time for a walk.'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115721154198384591</id><published>2006-09-02T17:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:23:39.019+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>Tower again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/church%20tower%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/church%20tower%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Church tower is the tallest structure in our village. You saw it in the previous post as well as this one. It is difficult to take a landscape shot without including this majestic tower. It begs to be photographed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115721154198384591?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721154198384591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721154198384591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/tower-again.html' title='Tower again'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31416433.post-115721144195082674</id><published>2006-09-02T17:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:24:04.568+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villeneuve Les Maguelonne'/><title type='text'>A Horse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/1600/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5471/1150/400/horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South France is horse country. They're all over the place. The climate and terrain is similar to our American west. Its dry and plenty of grasslands to graze in. I don't know much about horses but they all seem generally happy and well adjusted here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31416433-115721144195082674?l=eyeseefrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721144195082674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31416433/posts/default/115721144195082674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eyeseefrance.blogspot.com/2006/09/horse.html' title='A Horse!'/><author><name>Dorion Rose</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/105592625497907174175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4K-JLNMeTAE/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSxJbvmTNEM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
