Ok, we’ve returned from our holiday in Greece refreshed, I plan to blog on a number of events and exciting things that happened. I’ve also already uploaded a host of pictures, both from our holiday and from the wedding of Angel’s sister.
There are some examples in the wedding pictures of Cretan wedding dancing while having drunk too much wine, it certainly beats anything we might do in the UK. There were over 740 people at the wedding and the couple made me such an integral part of the wedding that I must say I was touch by the gesture. I felt like one of the family and after the interrogation I got about Angel and I, it seems more a question of ‘when’ than ‘if’.
People are commenting that I don’t have much of a tan, well, I’m not one to turn myself into a lobster or leather.
Trawling through the web while Angel does the ironing (it’s a hard life) and I stumbled upon a fantastic animation done using FAA flight information here.
Watch the animations, they are well worth it! (click "Read more" to see the embedded video)
Continue reading “Fantastic flight patterns”
Ok, I confess, I went to see the Spice Girls at the O2 Arena last night. It wasn't my fault, the man with the free VIP lounge with free hospitality (inc. bar!) made me do it! It was an impressive sight, but I certainly wasn't there for the music!
P.S. I will try and get Angel to write more about the experience.
Venice is a nice place to be for 2 to max 3 days. I don’t know if I would like to live there. The cold penetrates you to the bone and personally I had troubles to sleep because of the horrible pain to my body’s joints caused from the humid. I also got back with a terrible cold which still exhausts me one week later. I know that you may think that it can’t be that bad, how can one nag when being in one of the most romantic places in Europe! Indeed it is an exciting place which combines the unpreserved matured beauty with the modern facilities and luxury. While approaching the island you have the feeling of entering an industrial zone or a shipyard. Once sailing slowly down the Grand Canal, penetrating the island you begin sensing the blows of the city’s charm.
Amazing buildings, great Venetian architecture, arched windows supported on double roman columns, soft pastel colours, decayed walls, green with moss entrances emerging from the sea level, grandiose heavy double wooden doors, geraniums hanging off the windows reflecting their beauty into the still sparkling murano crystal window-screens formed by hundreds of little glassware circles bonded together. But the best is yet to come…
As the dark falls the town is dressed in its heavy black velvet cloak, covers its face in a golden Venetian mask and strolls into the narrow allays or sails in the dank canals. If you are lucky enough, you may find her in one of those little bars offering you a glass of deep red fruity wine, drinking with you and telling you amazing stories for ghosts and secret lovers. This is Venice. A town stopped in time but never forgotten.