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Well, Carcassonne was pretty impressive. It’s majesty and beauty was only superceded by my desire to be home, so I truly did not do it justice. The History surrounding its existence is, as Michael can attest to is fascinating, but I didn’t go too deep into it because of how tired I was. Truly, I did not do it justice. Chris’ lessons on medievil warfare and fortification were fascinating while standing between the walls and imagining what it was like.

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Notre Dame of wishing she were there 1500 years ago

The town is just newly touristy, since The fortified “La Cite” of Carcassonne has just recently become a UNESCO world heritage site, so the place is still small and rough around the edges, with a strong Accented Langue D’Oc (which is southern France “french”) And a strong Spanish resemblance creeping into the faces of all the men. Well, the women might have been, too, but I never noticed. All of our service was quirky and pleasant, and our hosts were wonderful Brits who spoke very little French. We had the opportunity to meet some new people: since we wre in a guest house, we had breakfast with our “flatmates” which is always a nice way to start a day.

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The concept of a sleeper ferry is an interesting one. It is a place in and of itself, complete with all you need to live for whatever period of time you are there. But also, it is a vessel, bringin you from one place to the next. It’s place in fiction and in history has been romantic, spooky, adventurous, and always dramatic. I’m still hard pressed to describe how I felt about our experience. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t epic or anything, but very interesting.

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First, It was primarily a cargo ship, with some space left over for the few customers who are looking for passage through to Marseille, so it had a very industrial feel. At places, it was loud, big, gritty, and exposed, but it still had all amenities, good food, nice staff, was clean and tidy. There were no issues with sea sickness, realistically, the night passed with no feeling of being on water, really, other than that … feeling …. that you know you are on water. Looking back on it, it almost feels like we were on the set of a movie.

Well, I got a lot of pictures at different angles, of this:

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I was surprised by the arid climate. If you turned your back on the Med, you could swear you were in Arizona. There were cacti, Brambles, Lizzards, Prickly pears, and it was always dry. We did a lot of beaching, snorkeling, eating, beach walking, souvenier (window) shopping, and close to home type exploring. The Dry climate was really a nice surprise: it meant that we were not suffocating, and at any moment, if we were too hot, we could just tuckin the shade and we were fine. It meant cool nights, too. Refreshing!

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The week was spent in mostly relaxation mode, with only one day of bike rental, which resulted in a day at the (different beach). And the week also brought a lot of eating. May wonderful discoveries, (including that I still make better Paella) and, as Chris mentioned before, a creepy, creepy excursion to an old (prison?) (fort?) (watchtower?) It never really became clear exactly what it was other than random and creepy. Beautiful, though.

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City Highlights, Nice

The only significant thing I can say about Nice, is that it was the first time I set foot in the Mediterranean.

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And, that Chris has a great ass.

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Hi all! For those of you who are checking this site for updates on Harry and my honeymoon trip, I direct you instead to our Casa Annett site. We will be posting there regularly over the next two weeks on our progress and adventures.

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Ah, a new adventure, this one without crossing any international borders, though I sure was close yesterday! My first impression of Toronto… expressways and powerlines. Oh, and lots of people in cars on the expressways. But then we finally got to Niagra Falls and got to get out and walk around eyeballing one of the great natural wonders of the world. It’s pretty impressive all right, and the Canadian side of the falls is way nicer than the american side, sorry to all you south of the border types. Then we rode back into downtown Toronto (along with half of the people in the known world) and finally arrived for a great late supper on Parliment and, well… somewhere. Today will be spent walking around the downtown core browsing shops and bistros, then tonight we’re seeing the Great Lake Swimmers in concert. Looking forward to it.

Oh, and so far Harry’s friends are great, though he changes the subject when they try to tell me stories of when Harry was a young rascal, I wonder why…?

This is from Simon’s office, we are back north of 49. A fairly uneventful trip other than the fact that it went so smoothly. We’re tired but have to go pick up the pictures before supper and bed.
Mendoza, read, Isabell and Walter and family were again a real nice treat to cap off the trip. Our supper at El Buque reminded us that Argentinian steak is just as good and that restaurant definetely can do what I call blue rare.
WE ARE BACK, moi

Well folks, this is our last full day south of that imaginary line of equinox. I must say that this trip just increased my pleasure at visiting down here and I strongly recommend this as a destination.
We often finish a post and then remember much more that we could have said but like Morris says. that’s why people actually hang around with us, we don’t give it all away too early. So, you’ll have to visit with us, in person, to hear the rest of the story.
Other than that, Isabell and Walter warmly greated us to Mendoza as did their hijos. This was special for us and capped off this trip. Last night, at El Buque, we had another fantastic steak meal, perfectly cooked, it is probably our favorite restaurant down here. Tommorrow we do the pass, one of the nicest pieces of highway to drive over. Then plane, then join you all for your gloriously warm spring.
Luv, moi

Colonia at night

After a nice ride on a coche cama, we are in the University town of Córdoba. Pretty much halfway between Buenos Aires and Mendoza. It’s a cool misty morning, but if the fog lifts we might take an afternoon tour around the countryside and see what’s shakin’.

Colonia de Sacramento in Uruguay did turn out to be a beautiful city. The old part is quite touristy but very quaint, with roughly cobblestoned streets (especially the ones they say are original portugese construction). Lousy gradation and compaction of the base,… Dad says he never would have let it pass inspection. We highly recommend Uruguay. The small part of it we saw was great, and from conversations with locals we hear that the rest of it is quite spectacular as well. I really thought we were paring down the list of things to see here, but noooo.

Tonight we take another night bus to get to our final destination before the departure point. We made a phone call to Mendoza yesterday and were instantly remembered and are warmly expected tomorrow morning. Yay, what a way to cap off a trip.

p.s. I finally put some new pictures up. They may not be in order, but oh well

Well, two years in a row of *just* Chile and Argentina was too much to take, so we had to leave these known countries and set out anew (now I know we were on another *continent* already this trip, but it’s not actually another *country*). So here we are in Montevideo, Uruguay. After having achieved the unbeatable feat of swiming in three oceans in a single trip, we are feeling pleasantly worn out from a day in the sun. I was glad that the weather today wasn’t the same as yesterday, though I would have gone into the water anyways, lightning and all (yesterday we sat out a wicked storm at lunch, the lovely old market building that we were sitting in was being buffeted by gales and rain was finding it’s way in every corner and falling on some unfortunates). Uruguay turned out to be even cheaper than other areas in South America, both in accomodation and food. Oh, and they know how to cook steak rare… how rare (okay, enough play on the rare-rare thingy)! With all that we’ve seen here, it’s amazing that it’s almost tourist-free. The city of Montevideo is full of amazing architecture, friendly people, sandy beaches, and punchbuggies (come on! Dad and I should be black and blue by now, but we’ve decided to opt out of the punch part of it, to prevent an escalation into something more…)

Tomorrow we take a bus to the (supposed to be) lovely city of Colonia de Sacramento, spend one night there and then take the boat back to Buenos Aires (or Rio, if you think “outside-the-box” like Dad… wacko). Then we’re on a night bus to Cordoba, begining our trek across the continent back to Santiago.

Watch out, the Wild Roses are turning towards home!

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