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Thursday, October 11, 2007
Reminiscing
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Happy Birthday!
Charlotte...the birthday girl
Juliette, her sister
Mentanna and Sophie, Charlotte and Juliette's mom
Wyatt conquering the climbing wall
Maya and Charlotte
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More Favorite Pictures
Will and Wyatt show off their yogurt moustaches.

Mentanna and Wyatt at Notre-Dame de la Garde.
I realized after I got home that I once again managed to avoid taking Scott's picture. That happened last time, too! I know what you are thinking Scott. Lazy... Take a good picture of yourself and send it to me. I'll post it on here and sing your praises!
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Notre-Dame de la Garde
One of the places I visited while in France was Notre-Dame de la Garde. The pictures you see in the slide show show some of the inside of the church and some of the view from the hill the church is on. I will now copy and paste from Wikipedia so that I get all the info right! For some reason I didn't get any pictures of the whole thing so if you are interested in seeing that visit wikipedia.
Notre-Dame de la Garde is a basilica located in Marseille, France. This ornate Neo-Byzantine church sits atop the signal hill of La Garde, the highest natural point in Marseille, being a 162 m (532 ft) limestone outcrop on the south side of the Vieux Port. As well as being a major local landmark, it is the site of a popular annual pilgrimage every August 15th (Assumption). Local inhabitants commonly refer to it as la bonne mère (the good mother).
Statue of the Virgin and Child on the belfry
Commissioned by Saint Charles Eugene de Mazenod, then bishop of Marseille, and designed by the architect Jacques Henri Esperandieu (1829-1874), the church was built between 1853, when the foundation stone was laid on September 11, and 1864. The site was a 13th century chapel also dedicated to Our Lady of the Guard, filled with the ex-votos of safely returned sailors. It shared space atop the hill with a 16th-century fortification established for Francois I, built in 1525, whose own salamander badge is to be found within the present basilica's north porch.
The basilica is surmounted by a 60 m (197 ft) belfry topped with a huge statue of the Virgin and Child, visible across much of the city and from miles out at sea. The basilica took five years to build and required 170,000 tons of material, including 23 shiploads of marble and porphyry from Italy.
In the nave, facing the altar
The interior is decorated with inlaid marble, mosaics and murals. Many of the walls are covered with hundreds of ex-votos, including paintings, plaques, model boats, war medals and even football shirts given by players and supporters of Olympique de Marseille, the local football team
Pick-up time.
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A sophisticated, well-refined French experience.
The night Mentanna and I had the light French meal I offered to go buy the baguette we would be eating. (For pictures of the meal see one of yesterday's posts.) I asked for specific directions to the bakery knowing how easily I get lost if I'm not paying attention. My direction sensors must have been on already because she told me it was a 10 minute walk close to where we had walked two days before, and I knew exactly how to get there. So after a little scribble of a map was made I set out. I didn't take the map with me knowing I knew exactly where to go. I know, I know...most of you are thinking I got extremely lost...I've set it up that way. The reality is I found the shop with no problems whatsoever. What happens next is what flustered me. I walked into the shop, confident in my bonjour, and saw the baguettes in a basket behind the counter. I realized that I had no idea how to say one baguette in French. I guess I expected to be able to pick it up myself. The nice lady at the store said something to me. I have no idea what. I held up one finger...my pointer finger then quickly switched to my thumb because I had a dim memory from my last trip to France (2 years and 9 months ago) of Mentanna telling me that in France the thumb was one. I said "baguette" and gave the lady the thumbs up sign...which I now know wasn't exactly accurate...it's more a thumb to the side gesture. I'm sure she was thinking "yabanci" which is Turkish for "you're not from around these parts are you?" or whatever the equivalent is in French. She gave me my baguette and told me how much it cost. Again I had no idea what she said, but Mentanna told me before I left that it would be less than a Euro. I took a Euro out of my pocket, put it on the counter and watched the lady try to figure out how much change she needed to give me. I saw her staring at the coin with a confused look on her face. I looked at the coin and noticed Ataturk, the father of modern Turkey, staring back at me. Ooops...that would be a lira...not a Euro. I didn't even realize I had lira in my pocket. I pulled out another coin. Again, Ataturk graced it's face. Oh no...did I have any Euro? Thankfully I found a 2 Euro coin and paid with that. By that point I didn't know how to say thank you or goodbye in French. My 5 French words had escaped me. The nice lady said something else to me so I just smiled, turned Asian on her and backed out the door bowing several times, because I had no idea what else to do. I walked back to Mentanna's house giggling the whole way. I'm sure that several people I passed and the lady waiting at the crosswalk with me wondered what was funny and if I was in my right mind. Fun times! Good memories!
Monday, October 08, 2007
Oui Wee Wii
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Dinner
One of the nights after the kids were in bed Mentanna and I had a light French meal. It consisted of a baguette, duck liver pate, pickles, olives, two kinds of cheese, and sausage.
The sausage was very fatty but tasted really good.
Here I am showing the duck liver pate spread on a piece of bread. Ready, set, taste!
Tasting the pate. It wasn't bad. Not very livery flavored, but I think it would taste better either hot or cold. The room temperatureness of it kind of reminded me of cat food.
Mentanna showing off the sausage and pate which she loves.
Day 2 in France
France Post #1
I arrived in France on Sunday, Sept. 30. On Monday Mentanna and I went to Aix, France just to walk around and see the city. I handed my camera to Mentanna and she took a series of street and fountain pictures. Here they are in this slideshow. I didn't put any captions on them, because I don't know anything about them. Also, we aren't in any of the pictures. We also ate at a sidewalk cafe where I ate fish tajine which isn't French...but it was yummy!
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