I have to admit that I have a thing for snow-capped mountains – the sight of which brings tears to my eyes. 2014 was the year I saw a lot of mountains. It was the year I did Tour du Mont Blanc, hiking through the Alps across France, Italy and Switzerland.
Paris, I hate you!
This morning we woke up, the sun went into hiding. and it seemed that you were back to your usual grey.
The day we visited Petit Palais in Paris
Its courtyard garden was blazing with spring blossoms.
After spending a memorable evening at Palais Garnier, we woke up the next morning to brilliant sunlight.
In Paris we stayed at Hôtel Saint Paul Rive Gauche in the 6th Arrondissement, a few blocks from the Luxembourg Gardens. On the day of our arrival, after storing away our luggage, we went for a walk.
This was the day I dreaded the most!
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We went to Andrew Wyeth exhibit at the Seattle Art Museum last week. Mr. Wyeth lived his whole life between Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania and coastal Maine, where he painted prodigiously, of the landscape and a small cast of people, for almost seven decades. Instead of painting “the object as it is in nature”, his works reflect the “mood of a thing rather than the truth”.
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How long would you wait for a bowl of noodle?
When we got to Ramen Sen No Kaze half an hour before its opening, there were already a dozen people lining up at the door.
I would not have visited the Kyoto Imperial Palace if not for my dad, who on the morning of day 3 insisted that he must visit a royal palace during his time in Japan. So we did.
Back in Osaka, I said goodbye to my friend Johanna and went to the Kansai Airport to pick up my parents.
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