Hi, friends, Kali here. Shoko says she will perform the daunting task of taking her picture while closing her eyes and laughing
like a fool happily. Shoko’s preparing the camera. You ready yet, Shoko? Ready, Kali.
I did it, Kali. I told Ya I could do it. The paw you can’t quite see did all the work.
Stop by The Cat On My Head’s blog and …hey, why not join us in a selfie of your own.
We have the purr factory going full tilt for all the peeps and furry ones in the path of Hurricane Irma. May the destruction be very little.
So when we left our intrepid explorers they had found the rooftop balcony and were mellowing. After a good night’s sleep, they were ready to tackle Paris. They had a tour lined up for 9am for the Eiffel Tower. They got up early and decided to take the bus. They got on the bus and after 2 hours weren’t getting close to the Eiffel Tower. What to do? They took a taxi to the Eiffel Tower. Way quicker and they had time to spare. The tour got together and went right up to the 2nd. floor. There were long line ups for peeps to get in at the North, South, West and East gates, on the ground but we bypassed them with our tour. The view from underneath the tower leaves a lot to be desired, as you can see.
The Eiffel Tower took 2 years two months to build starting in 1887 and was inaugurated in 1889 and the Parisienne folk didn’t like it. It didn’t blend into the landscape and many found it ugly. The cost in 1889 for the Eiffel Tower was 7,799,401.31 French gold francs. Gustave Eiffel decided to open the gates to people and charge a small fee for the pleasure, to recoup the millions of francs it cost. He recouped his money in 6 months! The Eiffel Tower is 1,063 feet (324 meters) tall, including the antenna at the top. Dad is showing off his camera. Nice isn’t it? Well, on his way back to the hotel from the Metro (subway), a woman stopped him and informed him there was a known pick pocket following him. He never showed off his camera again. He wore a windbreaker to cover the camera when they were on the move.
The Tower’s Protection
Constructed using puddle iron, the Tower is protected from oxidation by several coats of paint to ensure that it lives forever.
In 1900 in his book ” The 300-Meter Tower “, Gustave Eiffel wrote, “We will most likely never realize the full importance of painting the Tower, that it is the essential element in the conservation of metal works and the more meticulous the paint job, the longer the Tower shall endure.”
The Tower has been re-painted 18 times since its initial construction, an average of once every seven years. It has changed colour several times, passing from red-brown to yellow-ochre, then to chestnut and finally to the bronze of today, slightly shaded off towards the top to ensure that the colour is perceived to be the same all the way up as it stands against the Paris sky. Sixty tons of paint are necessary to cover the Tower’s surface, as well as 50 kilometers of security cords, 5 acres of protection netting, 1500 brushes, 5000 sanding disks, 1500 sets of work clothes…and more than a year for a team of 25 painters to paint the Tower from top to bottom.
Excerpts taken from, “Visiting the Eiffel Tower.” http://www.toureiffel.paris/en/everything-about-the-tower/themed-files/97.html.
After the remaking of, *Kiss me you Fool*, they were headed down and out of the Eiffel Tower. Aw, now to tackle the bus. Dad had his cell phone with all the pertinent locations, buses, and Metro stops. How could they go wrong? Off they went on the bus. Mom was enjoying the architecture and dad told her to get off the bus…off they went and found out that they got off too soon. They got on another bus and tried again. They went a little way and dad hollered, “I made a mistake we should have taken another bus.” Mom was getting a bit ticked off by this point. Dad conceded he didn’t get the bus system and there was something wrong with the directions on the cell phone. So they tried the Metro. The Metro had no escalator down nor up and the stairs were a grind after a while. It was the same on the Metro…get off/get on…MOL…Hop On/ Hop Off…till mom had enough and asked a very nice lady who gave her directions as they were nowhere near the hotel.
They returned to the hotel at 5pm and were rather spacy by this time. They grabbed supper and retired for the evening.
The next day they were up and out early once again. They had tickets for the Hop On/ Hop Off bus for two days. Hop On/Hop Off buses are great cause if you see an area you would like to go investigate, you can get off the bus and go visit the area and then hop on the bus again later…no extra charge. The bus had 4 routes or concentric circles it travelled. Mom and dad made it through the yellow and green….got off at Avenue des Champs-Élysées. The most expensive stores are located on this street. Mom and dad went into the restaurant above for snacks and a coke. Mom went to the washroom which was upstairs and she saw the biggest cockroach she’s ever seen. She said it was at least two inches long. She left her camera at the table with dad so couldn’t take a picture. Bummer I would have liked to see it. Well, they couldn’t afford anything other than snacks so jumped on the Hop On/Hop Off bus and admired the scenery.
They came to the Arc de Triomphe and were overcome with the traffic from the 12 avenues connected to the circle.
The Arc de Triomphe de l’Étoile letwal] Triumphal Arch of the Star is one of the most famous monuments in Paris, standing at the western end of the Champs-Élysées at the center of Place Charles de Gaulle, formerly named Place de l’Étoile — the étoile or “star” of the juncture formed by its twelve radiating avenues.
The Arc de Triomphe should not be confused with a smaller arch, the Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel, which stands west of the Louvre. The Arc de Triomphe honours those who fought and died for France in the French Revolutionary and Napoleonic Wars, with the names of all French victories and generals inscribed on its inner and outer surfaces. Beneath its vault lies the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier from World War I.
Excerpts taken from “Wikipedia”…https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arc_de_Triomphe
Our travelers headed back to their room in the hotel.
Here it is 2am and all is quiet. Kali is snoring up a storm and so I wait alone for the Tooth Fairy. I’m getting *yawn* sleepy.
ZZZZZZ……what was that noise? You see, I have one eye open so I can see everything that happens.
I know I heard something. Oh look, the Tooth Fairy’s been by.
Kali look what I got! I got a toonie, two loonies and two quarters. So you got two dollars for each tooth and fifty cents for the broken one. Good hard cash. I got a feather wand too. That’ll be a lot of fun. Just try to catch me feather…MOL. Focus Shoko.
You got a cheque too. Oh, oh. She could be one of those butt(ers) What??? You know one of those dad’s that don’t pay ail-a-money for their child’s support. Oh…MOL…you mean deadbeat dads. Ya,that’s it!! The Tooth Fairy may not have the mew-lah In the bank to cover the cheque. Believe me Shoko if you go cash this cheque, I guarantee you, that’s the least of your problems.
Shoko did you get a picture of the Tooth Fairy? I hope so. I was wearing my selfie remote and attached the motion activator before I went to sleep. Looks like I got her. The camera was on.
This is the Tooth Fairy?? Egads!! She’s not the least bit like I imagined. It looks more like dad. MOL Even dad doesn’t look that crazy. Mom says that the Tooth Fairy has helpers that step in and help her when she’s really busy. I guess this guy is one of them. Probably a peeps Tooth Fairy helper. I’ll bet hardly anybody likes to see him instead of the real Tooth Fairy so be kind Shoko. OK Kali, I sure can understand why nobody would want to see him late at night.
You know Kali, databbiesotrouttowne were right. I got the exact sum they said I would, and not a cent less. Did I get any treats? Yes, you did. You got 3 bags of Island Paradise, our favourite. Mom put them away while you were busy.
What a night. I could use some sleep.
Have a super day and may your fairy bring you everything you want.
The Cat on My Head is hosting the Sunday Selfie once again. I wanted to pose as if I don’t care if the paparazzi steal my image. Did I accomplish my goal? Mom’s brother-in-law and his girlfriend are up visiting from Vancouver Island so mom will be spending her time with them. Like mom says if peeps don’t come up and visit in the summer…..then nobody visits.
It’s a disgustingly wet day here so I’m sleeping in a nice warm bed. It’s time to get up and practice taking my selfie cause The Cat On My Head is hosting the Sunday Selfies.
Here I am trying to ignore everything around me….Shoko in particular and focus on snapping the remote. Unfortunately, the remote was stiff and I didn’t get to look at the camera before it decided to click the picture. You win some and you lose some. hehe
Of course this is Ernest Hemingway. He was only 62 when he went to join his cats from the cemetery at the Rainbow Bridge.
Off mom and dad went in their flame coloured Fiat. Heading for the southernmost tip of the USA. This is the best picture they could get of the buoy. See all the tourists…mom says the tourists just kept coming. The southernmost point was originally just marked with a sign, which was often stolen. In response to this, the city of Key West erected the now famous concrete buoy in 1983. The concrete buoy is actually an old sewer junction that was dug up in the area and found too heavy and large to move, so it was painted up to look like a buoy. It is 81 nautical miles straight south to Cuba. The buoy says 90 but its inaccurate. The Southernmost house in the USA. Mom said all you can really see are lots of palms around the house.
They drove through the Truman Annex. How the American government acquired this land from the people is in much debate….even today. It is worth googling the Truman Annex my friends. Much of the Truman Annex today is privately owned.
The houses are beautiful and most of them are Townhouses. For mom the main attraction was the Little White House.
The Little White House was the end of their visit to Key West and it was time to take the Fiat and vacate this Key.
For the next three hours, which were uneventful….dad drove and mom sipped on her free Cokes from Coca Cola Headquarters and stared at the same scenery going back up the Keys. You can imagine the bathroom breaks! There were no pictures. I think mom fell asleep but she denies it. Finally they stopped on Marathon Key. There are no pictures as it was as black as…mom’s…um…can’t say that….black as her camera!
Finally they piled out at the Yellowtail Inn. This Inn was fantastic….individual cabins that had a view that looked out on the Atlantic, except it was dark and they couldn’t see anything but what was directly in front of them. The inside looked like this: They quickly grabbed some food and had a slice of Key Lime Pie….seeing as they were here on a Key. They quickly went off to bed at 10pm to get up at 3:30am. I can just see mom settling down for the night. All of a sudden there was a kkkkkfupclack, kkkkkfupckack….on went the light and they soon discovered it was the fridge talking to them. They figured they could sleep through that so turned off the lights. The lights came back on…by themselves….went off and then stayed on for a few minutes. Hmmm….they fell asleep but mom says she was restless as was dad because between the lights coming on and off and the fridge making ghastly noises….it was most unsettling to say the least. So they got up at 3am and left….both very tired but they had to get to Miami Airport by 7am. The room looked nice but it was haunted and not by happy tourists.
Finally, they made it to the airport. In to the rental company went the Fiat. Mom and dad sat like statues at their gate for hours. Dad always likes to be real early. There’s their plane. Delta’s headquarters is in Atlanta and that’s where mom and dad were headed, change planes and off to Seattle, change planes again and off to Vancouver, Canada.
Would you say these two have had enough of travelling for the year? MOL…what a sight! MOL These are actually mom and dad’s passport photos but they looked like this when they walked in the front door after their trip. I tell you it isn’t fair. They looked way better when they left for vacation. Now, mom looks like she wants to beat up dad. MOL