Glass pyramid

Glass pyramid

The Louvre was high on our list of things to do in Paris. I was looking forward to seeing the glass pyramid and the Mona Lisa, with a few other things. If you’ve seen or read The Da Vinci Code you’ve already imagined yourself there. It’s a must-see. Or is it? Although I don’t regret going, I’m not absolutely certain it was worth the trouble.

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Winged Victory (the basis of the Nike swoosh)

1. Ticketing is confusing. Everything I read said I had to buy my tickets in advance or I could stand in line all day. In reality, the lines really weren’t that long. We had purchased passes online and didn’t have to wait in line but if we had it really would not have been a big deal.

2. The glass pyramid is freaking hot. In August, it was a truly uncomfortable way to enter the museum and not a great place to stand in line. If you want to see it, walk past it. It’s just the ceiling to a basement from inside.

3. Hard to get to. Although we did the Paris Metro to work quite well for us most of the time, there is no stop really close to the entrance of the Louvre.

4. Too much security. The Louvre has numerous wings. And you must go through separate security and show your ticket for each one, as well as when you come in the main entrance. More lines than I want to deal with.

5. Too many people. Usually I am prepared to deal with crowds when there is something I want to see. The crowds at the Louvre are beyond ridiculous. If you want to see Winged Victory (this with the Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo are the top three attractions), you have to shove your way through crowds on a steep staircase. If you pause to take a photo, there’s a good chance someone will shove you and you’ll topple down the marble stairs.  The 224-DSCN0940Mona Lisa is impossible to get near unless you prepared to just push your way forward through a room that is wall to wall bodies. The sheer number of people all trying to get to the same place you’re going makes it an unpleasant experience.

6. Pickpockets. Although we fortunately were not affected, the Louvre is supposed to be one of the worst places for pickpockets. The sheer volume of people and the closeness of other bodies makes it a danger zone. Therefore, I was paranoid the entire time and it’s hard to relax and enjoy yourself when you feel as if you’re going to be robbed at any moment. One of the room monitors (not sure if these folks are technically security guards?) shouted at my daughter when she walked by with part of her purse partially unzipped (there was nothing of value in it and we would have appreciated the warning had the woman not appeared angry with us!).

7. Terrible signage. We had a map. I had read in advance about how best to navigate from one thing to the next. We still got lost. Over and over. Since everyone in the damn place is there to see the Mona Lisa you would think they might have a sign pointing to the entrance to the room. It was difficult to navigate every step of the way.

8. It is gigantic. And nothing you want to see is near anything else. We went to almost every wing to see the 4 things we were there to see (Mona Lisa, Venus de Milo, Winged Victory and Napoleon III’s apartments). Wear athletic shoes and be prepared to go up and down a lot of stairs. It takes

Venus de Milo

Venus de Milo

much longer than you anticipate to walk anywhere and it’s never a straight shot. There are twists and turns and unexpected staircases. And there is always a tour group walking slowly in front of you.

9. There are other amazing place in Paris that have none of these problems. High on my list of recommendations is Musee de l’Orangerie. This wonderful museum is in the corner of the Tuileries, has absolutely no crowds, is small, and has two gigantic rooms of HUGE Monet paintings that cover the entire walls. You can get up close and

Inside Napoleon III's apartment: the photo that made the trip to the Louvre worthwhile after all

Inside Napoleon III’s apartment: the photo that made the trip to the Louvre worthwhile after all

personal with them. I would pick that any day over the Louvre.

 

The Louvre was high on our list of things to do in Paris. I was looking forward to seeing the glass pyramid and the Mona Lisa, with a few other things. If you’ve seen or read The Da Vinci Code you’ve already imagined yourself there. It’s a must-see. Or is it? Although I don’t regret … Read more

When my daughter and I traveled to St. Martin, we went to Tijon Perfumery, the only place in the Caribbean where you can make your own fragrance. It was an amazing day where we learned so much. You can read all about it on GoGirlfriend where I described our day and shared some photos. I would love it if you could pop over and read about it. It was a once a in a lifetime event (and it had kind of a surprise ending for me!).

When my daughter and I traveled to St. Martin, we went to Tijon Perfumery, the only place in the Caribbean where you can make your own fragrance. It was an amazing day where we learned so much. You can read all about it on GoGirlfriend where I described our day and shared some photos. I … Read more

River at the visitor's center

River at the visitor’s center

One of things you realize about America when you travel abroad is that it really is the New World. What we think of as old is practically yesterday in Europe. It’s not until you walk in castles or colosseums built before Europeans set foot in or imagined America that you get a sense of how recent everything on our continent is.

After visiting England, Scotland, and Italy, I thought I had a pretty good grasp of this. Knights and gladiators were something I could visualize. And then we went to Newgrange in Ireland. I had never heard of Newgrange until I began researching our trip, but my History

Channel-watching son knew all about it. Located about half an hour north of Dublin, Newgrange is a passage tomb built more than 5000 years ago. Think about that. 5000 years.

Newgrange

Newgrange

3000 years before the birth of Christ (and we think the Liberty Bell is old). I can’t even imagine what life was like then and we have no historical events we can tie it to. It’s practically forever ago.

A passage tomb is a tomb characterized by a long passage with a burial chamber, all underground, usually made of stone.

Getting There

To get to Newgrange, you must go to the Brú na Bóinne Visitors’ Center and take a guided tour to the site. The visitors’ center also has tours to Knowth, a similar passage tomb. 10-DSCN1597We had our own vehicle and drove up from Dublin. You can also arrange for a day tour that will take you to the visitor’s center from Dublin. Our GPS was not very helpful in finding this, so I highly recommend you take down the GPS coordinates that are on the official site.

The Visitor’s Center is located in the middle of nowhere. You wouldn’t think you were going anywhere well known as you zig and zag down some one lane country roads. Eventually you see a little sign and pull into the parking lot. This was one of the parking lots on our trip that made me nervous about the safety of our possessions (all of our luggage was in the van). There are signs warning not to leave anything valuable in the car due to frequent break-ins (why then is there no security or video surveillance?). Some parts of the lot are far away and ringed with vegetation, making some cars not very visible. To add to my worry, the lot is not directly next to the center; you must walk along a covered path to get there. My wonderful husband found a spot directly next to the path and backed the van up so that the back door was almost directly against a small hill (making it impossible to open), so that I was able to breathe and not worry incessantly about the car.

Despite warnings in my guide book that tours fill up quickly, with the entire day often sold

Close up of the rocks

Close up of the rocks

out by 10 am, when we arrived around 10 am on an August Friday, there were very few visitors and we were scheduled for the next tour which left in ten minutes.

To get to the tour bus, you must walk across a bridge over a perfect gurgling river and through some woods to a little bus stop where 4 shuttle buses take visitors to and from the sites. Everyone who worked here was friendly, welcoming, and helpful.

Welcome to the Past

We hopped on the shuttle and it drove down more country roads, past farms (interestingly, there is a town called Drogheda here we passed signs for – if you’ve ever read The Thorn Birds, you know this was the name of the sheep farm in the book) and sheep until it pulled up in front of the Newgrange site. Visitors get off the bus and gather at a small building where the tour guide meets you. This was all very casual – no lines, no big groups of people. At the top of the hill is the

Close up of the outer walls

Close up of the outer walls

imposing tomb. This does not look like a prehistoric site. It looks like a newly constructed bunker.

Our guide led us to the opening of the tomb where she pointed out the rocks with the symbols made by the people who created the tomb. These are beautiful symbols, but no one knows for sure what they mean. The outside of the tomb has been repaired and the entrance has been made more accessible with some stairs. Our guide talked to us about the people who built this tomb and pointed out that the countryside in this area is littered with these types of tombs (in my photo below, you can see a small bump in the middle of a sheep pasture – that is another tomb), although Newgrange is the largest. Most have not been excavated because there are simply too many. The tombs seem to not only be

The view

The view

for burial but also for memorial and as a way of marking territory or areas, as well as for possible religious reasons.

Our group was divided in half for entry into the tomb because although the outdoor structure is gigantic, the inside of the tomb is actually very small. She explained that the passageway is very narrow and instructed us that we had to take all bags and purses off our shoulders and carry them near the ground, where the widest part of the tomb is (I imagine this is the case since they slid or rolled stones in along the floor). Both my son and I, who are none too fond of enclosed spaces, were slightly nervous about going in, but I’m not about to

To give you a sense of the proportion

To give you a sense of the proportion

let some irrational fear stop me from seeing something made 5000 years ago! We entered the tomb single file, ducking to get in. It starts out pretty comfortably but as you move through, there a couple of spaces where you wonder “Am I going to fit?” as you duck and turn sideways. I kept telling myself all the people in front of me had managed and I could too. Before you know it, you are into the open part of the tomb and you can breathe. It’s actually a very short passageway and I think most people would have no trouble physically fitting or mentally coping.

Entering a Mystical Space

The inside is magnificent (and no photos were allowed so you will have to let my words show you). The narrow hallway opens up into a round center section where our group of 15 were able to stand comfortably. The roof above our heads was rounded and made up of gradually layered stones, climbing around and around, up to the ceiling. It had a beehive feel to it and was a very high ceiling, possibly 20 feet high or more at the center. Our guide told us that this portion of the tomb has been untouched and unrestored. Construction that has lasted more than 5000 years is astounding to see. If only the roof on my house could last this long.

Off of the center section, there are three small little cubbies. Each one has what looks like a giant shallow stone bowl sitting on stones. This is where the remains were placed. There are carvings and symbols on the walls.

Seeing the Light

This tomb goes beyond burial. It also has astronomical significance. At sunrise on the winter solstice and only then, the sun shines directly through an opening above the door and completely illuminates the inside of the tomb (there is a lottery to win tickets to be present for this event). Or guide first turned off the artificial lights so we could experience what the tomb is naturally like on a normal day and it was astounding to be in such complete and utter darkness. If you think about it, we are almost never in total darkness. When we turn off the lights in our homes there are alarm clocks, DVRs, and appliances with displays shining, not to mention the street lights and light from our neighbors. Even if you go into the forest or desert at night, there is light from the moon and stars. The inside of this tomb has absolutely no light. The darkness is heavy, rich, and velvety. Then our guide turned on an artificial light that recreates the rise of the sun on the solstice. It was simply magical to see and feel the light moving through the tomb. It filled the space with vibrancy and life. It is very clear that this moment once a year had a deep significance to the people who built this tomb. I could imagine what it would have been like to be there for this highly awaited event and feel the power of the sun that had somehow been captured by humans.

In that tomb, I felt deeply connected to these ancestors who had a necessary connection to the sun and rhythm of nature. It is hard to imagine that people who themselves lived in dwellings that did not last could build something so huge and magnificent to honor their dead and to be connected to the universe. The amount of resources, energy, and time that were put into creating this tomb is truly difficult to grasp, given their technology and the harshness of their lives.

We came out of the tomb and walked around it while the second half of our group went inside. There is a beautiful 360 view of the green rolling countryside from the tomb’s hill and I could imagine a group of people looking out and thinking “all of this is ours and we have put this marker here so everyone will know.”

Back to Reality

The shuttle took us back to the visitor’s center where I again realized that perhaps my true calling in life is to be a merchandiser for gift shops. The selections were not great. First of all, you’ve got to have a great t-shirt and a really good magnet (please – no more of the rectangular magnets with just a boring photo of the location) at major historical sites. There were stunning and moving designs on the outside and inside of the tomb – I would have expected jewelry, art, and other items depicting these.  There were some local artists set up inside the center center selling their work, but none of it impressed or excited me – it had no connection to what we saw or to the countryside. So while I can’t whole-heartedly endorse the gift shop, I will tell you that the memories you will bring home from Newgrange are better than anything you could buy.

 

One of things you realize about America when you travel abroad is that it really is the New World. What we think of as old is practically yesterday in Europe. It’s not until you walk in castles or colosseums built before Europeans set foot in or imagined America that you get a sense of how … Read more

328-DSCN1044I can find an excuse to eat chocolate just about everywhere I go, and Paris is no exception. Choco-Story, the museum of chocolate made it pretty easy for me. Located on the Boulevard Bonne Nouvelle, right in front of the Bonne Nouvelle Metro Station, this museum was easy to find. It doesn’t compare on the outside to the other grand museums you will likely visit while in Paris, but it’s bigger than it looks. The museum is three stories and at 9 Euro a person it is well worth a visit for anyone who enjoys chocolate.

This museum pays special attention to the littlest visitors. Each exhibit has a child’s level explanation in Lego (I adored these little Lego dioramas that illustrated the point of the main exhibit) with simple text for the youngest visitors.

The main gist of the museum is to guide you through the development and 4000 year history of

Aztec relics

Aztec relics

chocolate. Chocolate originated with the Mayans, who used it as an unsweetened hot drink only allowed to the nobility. You follow the history of chocolate as it is used by the Aztec, then comes to Europe and the colonies. The museum has an astounding amount of information and displays. You could easily spend an afternoon here if you wanted to read everything (and there are English translations of just about everything).

In addition to learning about how chocolate has been used in different cultures, you can see the actual plant and pods and learn how it grows, is processed, and cooked with. Cacao was not only used as food, but also as a monetary system (personally I would have no problem with being paid in chocolate!). Detailed exhibits explain

Cacao in its natural form

Cacao in its natural form

how chocolate has been prepared through the ages. Recipes are posted for visitors’ use as well.

The third floor of the museum has displays that pertain to current and mainly American use of chocolate (are they trying to say something?). The huge display of beautiful chocolate pots and cups fascinated me. Chocolate molds reminded me of the ones my father-in-law used to use. You’ll also see some chocolate advertisements.

The basement of the museum (which is the last part of the visit) contains some videos, but also has an interactive computer quiz you can take that assesses your tastes and recommends a type of chocolate and a country of origin for it that you are

Quiz for chocolate preferences

Quiz for chocolate preferences

most likely to enjoy. Everyone in my family loved this part of the museum.

Also in the basement is the chocolate making demonstration. We were very interested to go to this, but it was a huge disappointment unfortunately. The chef leading the demonstration spoke in rapid fire French. Someone in the audience asked if he could speak “En Anglais, s’il vois plait” also. He slowed down for a moment to say he was also speaking English and then proceeded to continue speaking in an fast and indecipherable way – presumably in French and a very heavy English accent. No one had a clue as to what he was saying. The demonstration began with samples of different types of chocolate. Then the chef turned on a machine that poured melted

Chocolate-making demo

Chocolate-making demo

chocolate into a mold. He put it in the refrigerator, pulled out one that had already chilled and dumped the chocolate out. This was the entire demonstration. In my book, that’s not making chocolate, it’s just molding chocolate. There were more samples at the end which kept us quiet. It’s hard to complain when your mouth is full.

After we had explored the museum, our path led us to the gift shop (always my favorite part of a visit to a museum). We bought different types of chocolate to bring home (white chocolate for the husband, dark orange chocolate for me and dark chocolate for my daughter). At the conclusion of the visit, you get a cup of hot chocolate in the flavor of your choice. There are about 8 different flavors to choose from. One was traditional Mexican with chile in it. White chocolate, hazelnut, dark chocolate, and orange chocolate

Hot chocolate

Hot chocolate

were all options. You are handed a cup of hot milk and a piece of chocolate on a stick. You swirl it in the chocolate until it melts. There’s just one small bench to sit on and enjoy this, but there are some public benches in front of the museum if you can’t find a spot.

This was a sweet ending to a fun afternoon for us. When we visited on an August weekday, the museum was not crowded at all. This is not on most people’s radar, so at this point, it’s still a hidden gem you can enjoy without 323-DSCN1039crowds.

I can find an excuse to eat chocolate just about everywhere I go, and Paris is no exception. Choco-Story, the museum of chocolate made it pretty easy for me. Located on the Boulevard Bonne Nouvelle, right in front of the Bonne Nouvelle Metro Station, this museum was easy to find. It doesn’t compare on the … Read more

Omaha Beach

Omaha Beach

My grandfather, Raymond Francis McWhorter, fought in World War II. He did not come ashore at Normandy, but he was part of the war effort in France and Italy. He lied about his age to be able to enlist. My father was born while he was away and didn’t meet him until he was a year old. Fortunately, my grandfather survived the war without injuries. He didn’t tell me much about it, other than how beautiful Paris was, even though he saw it without lights.  I had the sense that the war weighed heavily on him.

When our family planned a trip to France, Normandy seemed like a good destination. We were planning to visit Paris and Versailles. I wanted to see Monet’s Garden, so why not continue east to Normandy (my son has an interest in history and it seemed like something we should see). And so we did. I’ll be sharing our other adventures along the way, but today I

Sculpture at Omaha Beach

Sculpture at Omaha Beach

want to share about Omaha Beach.

The Beach

I did a lot of reading before we went, trying to decide exactly which beach we should go to. Ultimately I chose Omaha because it was the center of the action for Americans. We arrived at the beach at about 9 am on a week day morning. There is a small parking lot across the street which was completely empty. We walked across the street to the beach. It was a cloudy morning with a cool breeze,which felt appropriate.  The beach is a long, beautiful sandy beach. There are some houses, but I wouldn’t call it developed. There was one man walking a dog. Far down the beach there were some boats being launched (people drive their boats onto

Walkway at the American Cemetery

Walkway at the American Cemetery

the beach, dump them on the sand off the trailer, then wait for the tide to come in). Mostly though it was simply quiet except for the surf and the wind.

There is a large abstract metal sculpture on the beach that is roped off. There are a few plaques facing the beach and a concrete memorial just next to the sand. Frankly, given the enormity of what happened here, it is all extremely understated. If the Americans hadn’t landed on that shore it would be part of Germany not France.

Honestly, there isn’t much to see with your eyes here, instead it’s all about seeing with your mind’s eye and your heart. We stood on that beach and looked out to sea and imagined all the boats that filled the horizon. Then we turned and looked at the cliffs where the Germans were entrenched. We thought about the men who first set foot on the sand and the many who died on that sand or in that water. It is a

American Cemetery

American Cemetery

place that echoes with bravery, sadness, and silent pride. Although my grandfather didn’t land on this beach, boys like him did and I thought about them as I stood there and tried to feel their determination, their fear, and their victory. If you listen carefully, you can connect to the sounds of that day and breath the emotions that were in the air.

This definitely ranks on my list of “woo-woo” places, locations that somehow speak to me and connect me with the spirit of the people who were there. It is eerie and it is haunting, but it is also simply achingly beautiful. A perfect untouched beach that was once the scene of something incredible.

The Museum

There is a small World War II museum just across the street from the beach. We were the

Cemetery monument

Cemetery monument

first visitors of the day. This was about as low tech a museum as you can get. There are cases showing photos of life before the occupation and life during the occupation. Mannequins in German uniforms stand among German equipment. Cases hold their hats, their letters, their belongings. They were real people too, caught in a war they might not have chosen. That was something I definitely felt here.

As we moved along we saw American mannequins in their uniforms, with tents, equipment, jeeps, guns and more. Cases hold their letters, their photos and their belongings. The part of the museum that had the greatest impression on us was the models of the military action. A diorama showed all the ships that were in the harbor. There were more than could be counted. This brought home

Maps at the monument

Maps at the monument

the enormity of the work involved in that day. I walked away imagining my grandfather’s face on those mannequins, sleeping in those tents, and riding in those jeeps.

The Cemetery

Next we drove down the road to the American Cemetery. I had read on the State Department web site that there is an alert out to American travelers that many cars are broken into in the parking lot and the you are advised not to leave anything in your car. This made me paranoid, so we left our luggage at the hotel that morning after we checked out and then backtracked 20 minutes to get it after our visit (our car was untouched fortunately). I can see how this would be a prime spot for theft. The lot has a lot of trees and

More of the lost

More of the lost

shrubs between cars. And many people who come here are in an emotional state. (This was also a wake up call to me: for much of our trip we would be traveling with a car full of luggage, so my husband always parked carefully in highly visible areas and we made sure the luggage was always covered with blankets.)

We pulled in the lot at the cemetery and my son reminded us that we were on American territory here (a piece of home in a country far away – I knew I was in America when I used the bathroom and it wasn’t a hole in the ground as it is through much of rural France). We got out of our car and walked past the visitors’ center. The ocean is in front of you as you walk towards the cliff edge and its blue is almost overwhelming in intensity.  There are an insane (really and truly insane) amount of stairs down to the beach here, and it would take hours to go down and up. Instead, we followed the path to the cemetery. At one

Photos from my grandfather's time in the service in Europe

Photos from my grandfather’s time in the service in Europe

point, the path curves and ahead of you is the other ocean – the ocean of grave markers. There are more than 9,000 graves (actual graves, not markers for people who aren’t there) here.  They are all white marble and the ones we saw were either crosses or stars of David (are there no soldiers of other religions buried here I wonder?). The cemetery is marked with discrete row numbers and each grave has a number, otherwise you could get lost. There were some people there bringing flowers to graves. Mostly the cemetery was rather empty and quiet.

This was a place that was hard to visit. It was deeply, overwhelming sad to be there. I felt no triumph, no victory here, only grief. I tried to imagine a young man standing at each marker and it was a very difficult visual. All the families, wives, children, and girlfriends who had someone buried here were somehow there too and their sadness permeated the place.

I ran my hand across some of the markers and read some of the names. The smoothness of the markers belie the sharp emotions of this place.

There is a lovely memorial that has maps of the D-Day invasion and a calming pond with lilies near it. It didn’t take the edge off the place or make it any better. It was a very difficult place to visit, but one I am glad I had the opportunity to see.

This was the most somber morning of our trip, but one we will remember for a long time.

My grandfather, Raymond Francis McWhorter, fought in World War II. He did not come ashore at Normandy, but he was part of the war effort in France and Italy. He lied about his age to be able to enlist. My father was born while he was away and didn’t meet him until he was a … Read more

074-DSCN2039Ireland is populated with incredible castles almost everywhere you turn. There are tourist attractions (like Blarney Castle which we visited), castles people actually still live in and ruins just sitting in fields. “Yeah, that’s the castle in my backyard.” I think that if you live there you are immune to their magnificence, their stories, and their draw. I live near Niagara Falls and while I can appreciate its power and beauty, it is nothing I wonder at. Since I don’t happen to have a castle in my backyard, we spent a lot of time in Ireland in castles. There are big castles, small castles, dilapidated castles, and luxurious castles to choose from. While I knew we would be tromping through

Entrance

Entrance

plenty of them, what I really wanted was to sleep in one. I might not have Rapunzel’s hair to let down, but what girl didn’t grow up fantasizing just a wee bit about handsome princes, drawbridges, and turrets?

Hello Dromoland

We decided to stay at Dromoland Castle in County Clare outside Newmarket-on-Fergus. This is in southwest Ireland. It is slightly in the middle of nowhere, but the middle of nowhere is quite relative in Ireland

My friends in the lobby

My friends in the lobby

since everything is so close together. It’s located near  enough to the Cliffs of Moher, the bogs, the Burren, and Limerick to make it a jumping off spot for those places. It’s also located near the tourist craziness of Bunratty Castle, a Disney-fied version of castle life (we avoided this stop!).

Our GPS had a little trouble finding Dromoland, but eventually we pulled into the driveway, which winds its way past the gates, by an abandoned guard house, and through a green golf course, past a small lake and then – gasp – in front of you is a huge, gray,

One of our bedrooms

One of our bedrooms

imposing castle. It’s everything you could imagine a castle to be, with turrets and huge stone blocks, sitting on a giant estate. As you drive closer you find yourself asking in wonder, “Am I really going to stay HERE?”

You pull the car up to the imposing steps at the entrance and a friendly gentleman in a morning coat rushes out to unload your bags and welcome you. He shook hands with all four of us, even my teenage son, and managed to contain himself at the sheer ridiculous volume of our luggage. A

Bathroom

Bathroom

walk up the steps brings you face to face with the huge wooden double doors that look like they’ve kept out Attila the Hun. Once through the doors, two suits of armor let you know you are indeed in a castle. The lobby was small but regal, with a huge table with a guest book, a few chairs and lots of red. We found the desk staff to be friendly and welcoming.

The Rooms

As you head to your room, you leave the definitive castle feel of the lobby and enter hallways built at odd angles with steps up and down at unexpected places. It’s clear the whole place has been retrofitted to meet modern expectations. When the door swung open on one of our two connecting rooms, I caught my breath for a moment. There no stone walls with torches here. Instead, you find yourself in a large, comfortable room that feels

The gardens

The gardens

elegant, regal, and comfortable. Since I am a girl of the 80s, I was enchanted with the pastel color scheme, including the creamy white furniture, delicate wallpaper and soft draperies. A dressing table that had electric outlets conveniently located with it made getting dressed a real joy. There was also a sitting room and a large armoir in addition to the bed, nightstands, and a bench. There are no TVs.

Our windows looked out on the lake. The bathrooms were huge and thoroughly modern with double sinks, towel warmers, and marble. This may have been the most comfortable place we stayed in all of Ireland. The beds were perfect, in contract to the boxes

More gardens

More gardens

of plywood we encountered elsewhere.

There was no air conditioning, but with the windows cracked just a bit (no screens though!), we were completely comfortable on our August stay. A lovely little breeze brought us the perfect amount of coolness to feel comfortable. I also suspect the thick stone walls keep the inside quite cool.

Turn down service involved chocolates (by this point I was over the moon) and a little engraved card reading “In Ireland there are no strangers, only friends you haven’t met before.” That is precisely how this room made me feel

The lake

The lake

– welcomed, cherished and pampered.

The Grounds

While the rooms were enough to make me want to stay inside, the lure of the grounds got me on my feet.  The castle is surrounded by acres and acres of lawns and woodlands for guests to explore. While the golf course (with a little putting green available for guests at no charge) takes up a lot of space, it felt like a tiny fraction of the estate. We wandered to the walled rose garden which had a water feature, a pergola,

What fish?

What fish?

lawns, and flowers. It was peaceful and fragrant, a place to linger.

Our next adventure involved the lake. The castle has rowboats, life jackets, and fishing poles available for guests at no charge. It was a tad inconvenient to have to walk over to the golf course clubhouse to get the equipment and the go-ahead to take a rowboat (can you tell by this point I truly felt like a princess – why couldn’t my footmen handle this terribly inconvenient chore?) then we headed back to the lake. The rowboats were

Breakfast

Breakfast

quite large and our family of 4 fit well. My husband used to row crew, so he was quite comfortable behind the oars, rowing us all around the lake. The staff assured us the lake was stocked with fish, but had no bait for the poles, only lures called “spinners.” We dropped our lines throughout that lake and didn’t get a single bite, but it was simply perfect to be floating on a row boat on a quite, glassy lake with this huge castle looming over us. A few swans floated silently, avoiding us at all costs. We happened to go boating in the late afternoon when

More breakfast

More breakfast

Ireland becomes oddly warm (dare I say almost hot) for a few minutes between 4 and 6 pm in the late summer, so we enjoyed our quiet time floating in the warm sun, knowing we were going to be sleeping in a castle.

The castle provided us with a map of the grounds, so we couldn’t resist heading out into the woods to look for the small Roman temple, lily pond, and river. The only thing that disappointed was the river which was mostly a dried up ditch. We passed some people taking archery lessons

Dining room

Dining room

and a family heading out for a falconry experience (we did this elsewhere in Ireland and I’ll be writing about that separately). Skeet shooting and horseback riding are also available. The castle has a fitness center in the golf club with a pool, but we were too lazy to have to walk across the grounds to use it.

The gift shop was a major disappointment. They had a few golf shirts with the name of the property on them, a few baby items, some books, some candy and that was about it. I’m not a millionaire who is 155-DSCN2120jaded about staying at 5 star properties so I was really hoping to buy something with the castle logo on it, but clearly that marks me as “not one of us.” (I did smuggle home the paper coaster in my room that has an outline of the castle with its name).

Breakfast

Breakfast was included in our stay (as it was everywhere we stayed in Ireland). We wound our way through many hallways with velvet wallpaper to enter a very formal and imposing dining room with crisp linens, heavy wallpaper and draperies. We were carefully scrutinized by the members of the

From turn down serivce

From turn down serivce

Butler family who hang on the walls in portraits, the ancestors who owned Dromoland.

As in much of Ireland, the waitstaff was from other countries (often Poland) imposing a language barrier in a country where you wouldn’t expect one. We found the waitstaff to be a little stiff and unfriendly here. Breakfast was a buffet of fruits, meats, cheeses, and pastries with hot items made to order from the menu (also included). Service was a bit slow we felt. The food was good.

We were sad to pack our bags and leave Dromoland. It’s a perfect place to go and stay for a few days to simply relax. It is not an ideal location as a base for

Hallway

Hallway

sightseeing, but staying in a castle is definitely a dream come true. I’ve saved the sticker shock for last. Two rooms for one night with breakfast included cost us $1274 total.  Certainly not a bargain, but for a once in a lifetime experience, it was worth every penny.

More from the lake

More from the lake

 

Ireland is populated with incredible castles almost everywhere you turn. There are tourist attractions (like Blarney Castle which we visited), castles people actually still live in and ruins just sitting in fields. “Yeah, that’s the castle in my backyard.” I think that if you live there you are immune to their magnificence, their stories, and … Read more

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100_3153 Aruba is known for its stunning blue-green water, its friendliness to Americans, and also for being windy. We spent a lot of time at the beach in Aruba, but when we needed to get out of the wind, shopping was high on my list.

Donkey Sanctuary

Donkey Sanctuary

Oranjestaad is beloved by cruisers for its duty free shopping opportunites. When I’m in the Caribbean, I’m not interested in buying diamonds, emeralds, watches, or designer clothes. Instead, I’m on the hunt for locally handmade products. Aruba posed a challenge for me on this front. Even the concierge at our hotel shrugged her shoulders when I asked for some tips. That didn’t stop me from bringing home some great finds.

Our first stop was Karanky International, which sells mopamopa artwork. Located in Royal Plaza (within walking distance from the port) this little shop sells beautifully made boxes. I’d read about this in advance and had to get my hands on some. Mopamopa is wood covered with a special resin from the mopamopa tree in Columbia. Colorful and intricate designs are characteristic. I’m still not sure why this is a specialty of Aruba (if it is made in Columbia), but it’s worth seeking out.

My kooky local find was at the Donkey Sanctuary. You’ll need a car to get here. The sanctuary provides shelter to donkeys that were loose on the island (they used to be used as transportation and working animals). The donkeys are cute, but the place does not smell great. My find was soap made with donkey milk, which is actually a nice creamy soap with a pleasant smell. My daughter bought a t-shirt that listed all the donkey’s names.

My shopping finds

My shopping finds

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These finds will fill your suitcase and help you remember your Aruba travel.

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This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of Aruba Tourism Authority. All opinions are  mine.  Aruba is known for its stunning blue-green water, its friendliness to Americans, and also for being windy. We spent a lot of time at the beach in Aruba, but when we needed to get out of the wind, … Read more

car mapWe refer to our GPS as Gypsy. When Gypsy first joined our family, I was resentful of her. Was my map reading and navigating not good enough? Soon I learned to love her, and we rely heavily on our GPS whenever we go somewhere unfamiliar. We started with a GPS that sat on the dash, but now use apps on our phones.

We often find that Gypsy is not completely trustworthy. There was the time we were driving home from a vacation and she  had us circling in a residential neighborhood in Pennsylvania, in an endless loop. Then there was the time she thought the best way to get home from another trip was via slow and windy backroads – for 3 hours – when there was an interstate nearby. Then there are the times when we’re driving along and she thinks we are not on actual road.

Lately I was ready to toss her out the window when she could not find a street I needed to go to. It didn’t exist, according to her.

I’m not alone apparently. Michelin recently did a survey and found that 63% of Americans who use a GPS say it has led them astray at least once. Most drivers say it’s been wrong 4.4 times. 7% of users say it’s misdirected them more than 10 times.

Whenever we are traveling, I always make sure I have a back up map because I don’t feel I can completely trust the GPS not to get us lost. The other issue with a phone app is that if we lose our signal, the GPS is lost also. A backup map is still necessary in my mind.

What are your experiences with the GPS? Do you bring a backup map?

We refer to our GPS as Gypsy. When Gypsy first joined our family, I was resentful of her. Was my map reading and navigating not good enough? Soon I learned to love her, and we rely heavily on our GPS whenever we go somewhere unfamiliar. We started with a GPS that sat on the dash, … Read more

TouristTrap_ColloseumMy friend Irene recently wrote a post about having lunch at the top of the Eiffel Tower, in which she debated whether it was worthwhile since it was such a tourist trap. This got me thinking about tourist traps in general.

Tourist traps might be crawling with tourists, but there is generally a reason for their popularity.  And my opinion is you should visit some of them, but go with proper expectations and also with a plan. I believe that you never regret having gone, but your opinion of the place might change after you’ve been there. For example, we took our kids to Disney and honestly I hated it, but I was glad I had been there to know what it was all about. Here are my tips for visiting touristy spots:

#1 Determine if the spot is one that is important or meaningful to you before you go. Will you kick yourself if you are in the vicinity and don’t go? I would have always regretted skipping the Leaning Tower of Pisa when we were in Italy, but there honestly wasn’t much to do there.  LasVegas_FamilyWe skipped Pearl Harbor in Hawaii because it sounded like a major time investment and it felt depressing. I haven’t regretted not going there. Don’t just go because everyone goes. Go only if it is something you’ll be sorry you missed.

#2 Never allow yourself to head to a popular spot without completely researching what’s there, what else there is to do, what kind of waits and ticket prices are involved, and what you’ll have to go through to experience it. Knowledge is power. While in London we went to the British Museum to see the Rosetta Stone, but because I did my research, I knew there wasn’t much else in the museum that would really interest my family, so we made a beeline for that exhibit, then headed out to explore other parts of the city. When you have a short time, you must prioritize!

#3 Let yourself be a tourist. Take time to just stare at the amazing place or thing you’ve come so far to see. Soak up the atmosphere. Take lots of pictures. Gawk. You’ll treasure the memories (and the photos!) for years to come.

#4 Fit the tourist trap into your trip schedule, but don’t let it be your entire trip. You’re bound to be disappointed if you spend an afternoon at the Eiffel Tower in Paris, when there is so much more to explore and see. I’m not one to spend hours and hours at any location. My family gets in, sees the important sights, and gets out.

#5 Take the tour, but know when to bail. You learn so much more about a place when you take a guided tour with a knowledgeable guide. The tour guide who took us through the Roman Coloseum and the Roman Forum brought to life what might otherwise have been a pile of rubble. My family is interested in ancient Rome, so it was a good fit for us. On the other hand, we pulled out our headphones and raced through the rest of the rooms several times on some far too long tours of castles and palaces in England. We also used a tour to skip the line at the Accademia in Florence, but ditched the tour so we could see the David and then bail on the rest of the museum.

#6 Let yourself have a real experience of a lifetime at key places. For example, Irene had lunch at the top of the Eiffel Tower. My family took a gondola ride in Venice, went to a lumberjack show in Alaska, and we took a family photo in front of the Welcome to Las Vegas sign. There are some iconic experiences at famous places that you simply must do, or you’ll always wonder what they would have been like. It’s fun to be able to say “Hey, I’ve been there and done that!”

#7 Don’t let the experience own you. Don’t shed dollars for bad souvenirs, cheap t-shirts, or really bad food. We ate at one of the Grand Canyon Village restaurants and it was atrocious. We spent far too much time among the sidewalk vendors in Pisa looking for a magnet for my collection. It’s easy to get sucked into the money-making schemes, and it can be hard to separate them from the authentic experience of the place. I didn’t buy a thing at Disney and that was a good decision for me!

#8 Plan to overpay for mediocre food. The quality of the food was one of the concerns my friend Irene mentioned in her post. We’ve eaten at tourist traps such as a luau in Hawaii, Cafe Florian in San Marco Piazza Venice, and the top of the Skylon Tower in Niagara Falls Canada in the rotating restaurant.  The food these places was nothing remarkable (although it was fun to eat poi!). You eat at these places for the experience, not for the Michelin quality of the food. You pay for the quality of the experience, the view, and the atmosphere, not for the food. If you set that expectation going in, you’ll be happy. So, yes, Irene, I think I will follow your lead and dine at the Eiffel Tower when I am in Paris!

My friend Irene recently wrote a post about having lunch at the top of the Eiffel Tower, in which she debated whether it was worthwhile since it was such a tourist trap. This got me thinking about tourist traps in general. Tourist traps might be crawling with tourists, but there is generally a reason for … Read more

Frommer's guide that went to St. Martin with me

Frommer’s guide that went to St. Martin with me

Google recently bought out Frommer’s – the company that creates hundreds of print travel guide books each year. And now they’ve decided to stop publishing any. Here’s the link to the story.

I love books and I love travel, so I am a Frommer’s fan. I don’t go anywhere without buying the Frommer’s and Fodor’s guides for that location.  And I do buy both guides because they have different styles and include different information. Often by cross-referencing the two I can isolate the best restaurants, best hotels, and best things to do if the books agree.

I do a lot of online research before I travel (TripAdvisor is very helpful, as are local tourism web sites), but I find that a print guidebook organizes all of the important information for me in one place. It  has small localized maps that are easy to read. Most online sites redirect you to Google maps, which is fine, but it’s nice to see a map with all the restaurants or sights clearly marked, so you can easily gauge what is where.

I like to have a guidebook in my purse or bag when we are out and about. We may plan to go to one restaurant and get there and find it’s a dump. The guidebook offers a quick way for me to find other restaurants I’ve marked in that area, rather than trying to navigate UrbanSpoon or TripAdvisor for help (and if you’re in a spot with no internet access they do you no good!).

I will sorely miss Frommer’s guides and may now have to give in and buy some other brand (Rick Steve’s, Rough Guide, or Moon – all of which I’ve tried and just don’t like as much as my Big Two!).

What resources do you use to prepare for a trip? Will you miss Frommer’s guides?

Google recently bought out Frommer’s – the company that creates hundreds of print travel guide books each year. And now they’ve decided to stop publishing any. Here’s the link to the story. I love books and I love travel, so I am a Frommer’s fan. I don’t go anywhere without buying the Frommer’s and Fodor’s … Read more

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