A view of the Eiffel Tower from Montmarte. What a beauty!
some travel, some fun, all me
A bit irritated, when I first got to New Orleans my camera wasn’t focusing so I didn’t take pictures the first day and a half. I fixed it, and I do believe I really love some of these glimpses of New Orleans. Hope you do too.
I think street art is pretty cool. I’ve heard of Banksy and would love to stumble upon one of his creations one day. But unfortunately, he is the only one I have really heard about. That being said I still love taking pictures of great street art. I do not like the random spray paint of vulgar words, that does not street art make. No; my friends. But interesting pictures, either with spray paint or stencils or what have you, that is street art.
A bit of art for you from the lovely city of Palma de Mallorca and the Meat is Murder is from a graveyard of half built apartments in Ses Covetes.
Welcome to my TWO HUNDREDTH POST! Amazing, truly amazing. There have been times when I thought about quitting, but I’m still here. I’M STILL HERE! I know I am not a daily blogger, not even usually a weekly blogger but I try to send something out in cyberspace a few times a month. And I would like to say a big THANK YEEEEWWW (with my Okie accent) to all my friends, family and you random stop-byers. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for checking in from time to time. I really ‘preciate all of you.
While I have only been blogging for almost THREE (!) years, I have been in Europe/Mallorca for much longer. And when I stop to think about it – Felix and I are going to celebrate TEN years together – I am sometimes in shock at how fast the time flies. So many things have happened to me since meeting Felix, moving to Germany and then Mallorca. I have somewhat conquered German, still trying to conquer Spanish. And I am really hoping to do some amazing things this year. So watch out world!
I decided to post a few (or more than a few) of my favorite pics from these past years. Enjoy!











Der Klapperstorch or the White Stork to us English speaking folks. It is called der Klapperstorch in German because of the sound it makes with its beak. The adult White Stork’s main sound is noisy bill-clattering, which has been likened to distant machine gun fire. The bird makes these sounds by rapidly opening and closing its beak so that a knocking sound is made each time its beak closes. The clattering is amplified by its throat pouch. Used in a variety of social interactions, bill-clattering generally grows louder the longer it lasts, and takes on distinctive rhythms depending on the situation—for example, slower during copulation and briefer when given as an alarm call. Like the adults, young also clatter their beaks.The up-down display is used for a number of interactions with other members of the species. Here a stork quickly throws its head backwards so that its crown rests on its back before slowly bringing its head and neck forwards again, and this is repeated several times. The display is used as a greeting between birds, post coitus, and also as a threat display. Breeding pairs use this display, as well as crouching forward with the tails cocked and wings extended.
Wouldn’t that be awesome if humans used those behaviors to show greetings, or post coitus or when threatened? Your mate throws his head back and forth showing pleasure from the moment – or when greeting his best friends? Doesn’t matter which, it is all the same emotion.
Back to the birds. When my parents and I were leaving Poland my mom shouted (way too early in the morning), “Did you see that?!”. I flipped the car around and lo and behold there was this stork nest!! Have you ever seen a nest with storks in it? The nest was huge and these two adorable (yes, adorable) storks just hanging out.
The White Stork breeds in open farmland areas with access to marshy wetlands (this nest was next to a large pond), building a large stick nest in trees, on buildings, or on purpose-built man-made platforms. Each nest is 1–2 m (3.3–6.6 ft) in-depth, 0.8–1.5 m (2.6–4.9 ft) in diameter, and 60–250 kg (130–550 lb) in weight. Nests are built in loose colonies. Not persecuted as it is viewed as a good omen, it often nests close to human habitation; in southern Europe, nests can be seen on churches and other buildings.
I had noticed these large nest of twigs, mostly on top of homes, where the chimney was, I wondered why they would leave the nest there, because you cannot use your chimney with a stork nest on top of it. But since the storks do migrate to Africa in the winter maybe they would take the nest down when the migrated? And put it back when it was spring? Not sure, but once I first saw them, I noticed the nests everywhere.
Storks!! They bring babies, have you heard? According to northern European legend, the stork is responsible for bringing babies to new parents. The legend is very ancient, but was popularised by a 19th century Hans Christian Andersen story called The Storks. German folklore held that storks found babies in caves or marshes and brought them to households in a basket on their backs or held in their beaks. These caves contained adebarsteine or “stork stones”. The babies would then be given to the mother or dropped down the chimney. Households would notify when they wanted children by placing sweets for the stork on the window sill. From there the folklore has spread around the world to countries such as the Philippines and South America.
Maybe it is my slightly off-kilter view on life but I found this gas station slash bar slash wc stop in Poland most amusing. Nothing like a glass of whiskey before your drive home.
Kevelaer is a municipality in the district of Kleve, in North Rhine-Westphalia in Germany. It is the best visited Catholic pilgrimage location within north-western Europe. More than 800,000 pilgrims, mostly from Germany and the Netherlands, visit Kevelaer every year to honour the Virgin Mary.
This was one of the first stops for the Europe Parent Trip II Part One (could I make it any more confusing). Hundreds of lit candles of all sizes were in front of this chapel of the candles (kerzenkapelle). BEAUTIFUL! Plus a small shrine is built close by for the faithful to come and pray for healing.
My parents and I are still hitting the streets! My aunt and uncle arrive tomorrow, but I am back and posting now all of the gory details. Don’t forget to come back to check ’em out. Germany, Poland, Mallorca, Barcelona all coming to a blog near you.
I’m baaaaaaaackkkk…..
Two picture perfect shots for you. Taken on our hike from the hotel (The Scarlet) in Mawgan Porth, Cornwall towards Watergate Bay. It was a super fragalistically windy day!
I love the sweet pink clover in this pic.