On my walk around Central Santiago, there were bells ringing from all the churches, and ladies weaving palm fronds for people as they went into mass. I’m looking forward to Easter here next week – I can’t fathom what it’ll be like.
One of my first meals – included tapas…
…main course (this is el menú pacifico del dia – tuna AND salmon, potatoes and mussels in salsa verde)–
–dessert AND coffee.
WHAT?!? HERE? WHY?
The Santiago police department showed off their helicopter!
I grew up in Calgary, in the foothills of the Rockies, thinking the mountains were so close.
Preview of Easter Island.
La Plaza de Iglesia de San Francisco. The Plaza of St Francis church.
The National Library and…Met Life?
THIS is Santiago City Hall!
Fountain near City Hall. I love the little boy reaching his foot down to the water!
Church of St Augustine.
Do we still have these in Canada?
Huérfanos, a major shopping street.
There are several side streets, often pedestrian-only, with lots of trees, off the main roads.
Statue outside the city courts.
Dedicated bike lights!
And bike paths ACROSS the road!
Part of The Catholic University.
Neat public sculpture on…La Avenida Libertador Bernardo O’HIGGINS.
Murals on Merced Street.
Entel Tower, and the Chilean flag, before La Moneda.
Part of the reason I applied for my current artists’ residency was its location: the French Riviera is among those almost mythical places you read about. Where the gargantuan artists and authors worked, where water, sky, and wine blend together. And, it’s 5 minutes from Cannes.
Cannes is very polished compared to Nice and Antibes, and normally I don’t like that. But it works here – the beaches, trees, ancient buildings and colour of the water aren’t overcome by the opulent hotels, fancy cars and designer shops. Everything goes together. The city isn’t remotely shy about playing up its glamorous image – the Palme D’Or symbol is on the roads, there are banners and murals of movie stars everywhere. They’re saying: “Of course movies happen here, of course the world’s most prestigious film festival is here. Because it’s beautiful!”
Eglise Notre-Dame de Bon Voyage
Monument to Napoleon on the side of the church
Palais des Festivals, home of the film Festival de Cannes.
Me! On the red carpet!
David Lynch’s handprint. :0
There are several crazy-beautiful hotels along La Croisette, the main street along the water. This is the majestic.
In front of the Palais.
The Carlton Hotel. Grace Kelly met Prince Ranier here.
The beach. But this time with SAND!
An Eiffel Tower made of wrapped polymer sweets!
Garden at the far east end of La Croisette. That’s a monument to de Gaulle, not the original “little cross”.
Le Castre au Le Suquet, the castle at the summit, the highest point of Cannes’ old town.
I didn’t notice the seagull on her head until later!
Antibes is 20 minutes from Nice by train. Its old town is amazing — dark, twisty, under-and-over streets and archways. This part is separated from the sea by a frankly intimidating stone wall. From the Port Vauban (home to multi-million dollar yachts and sailboats), all you can see of the city is the Musee Picasso, because its in a castle at the original town’s highest point. It’s very much a seaside resort, summery place.
Place de Gaulle. It’s like a spray park – the water jets change in height!
Studio Perl hotel from Place de Gaulle.
Entering the Old Town.
Carousel on Place de la Resistance.
Monument to the Resistance martyrs.
Sweet statue on Place Nacionale.
Is that a man with a bucket of paint on his head? IS it?
Church of the Immaculate Conception.
Original bell tower of the Church.
First of MANY bronze statues by Nicolas Lavarenne around Antibes. This one is called Grande Arc en Ciel.
Self-serve washing machines at the port for the million-dollar yacht owners!
Cannons at the port.
LUNCH. Jambon on a whole baguette.
Cafe et amarena gelato, in a flower shape.
These are over EVERY door in the old town!
I loved the way this vine grew on the electric wiring.
Ferris wheel on the pier!
LOTS. OF. NAKED. STATUES.
Port Vauban is VERY new compared to where the Romans originally docked. It was built in the 60’s to accommodate the fancy new boats.
Or Macao. For various reasons, I was only able to stay one night. NOT ENOUGH. Will be going back. I spent most of my time there giggling because my Spanish allowed me to understand just about ALL the Portuguese I saw!
Just past the gate from Gombei Port in China…
…is the entry to Porto Centros, Macao.
The fountain before The Sands hotel and Casino near the harbour.
What street is The Sands Casino on?
“Lotus Flower in Full Bloom,” across from the Sands.
The flags of China and Macau.
One ferry arriving from Hong Kong, another just leaving.
A Cine-Concert…The Triplets of Belleville, with live music. How fricking cool is that?!!
This fellow was just handing out lucky red envelopes to kids!
This is part of Fisherman’s Wharf, very nice restaurants and shops in slightly kitcshy new buildings made to look “old”.
Beautiful fountain in between faux Italian and Tudor English houses!
The aptly named Harbourview Hotel. Not sure what style architecture this is…
Lovely red lanterns everywhere.
Most of the buildings in this area were old-style, but the brick and stone of these tells me they’re genuine.
Looks like a Roman column, doesn’t it? Hee here!
The “Roman” column overlooks the “Roman ruins” of the Babylon Casino!
“Roman” Amphitheatre. I kept telling myself “I should hate this…but I don’t!”
“Give me your money to eat! Bwa ha ha!”
New Year’s Display on Fisherman’s Wharf.
How much more like Vegas can you GET! So ridiculously awesome!
Jardim Vasco de Gama Garden, as seen from the front of my hotel!
Sports centre to one side of the Garden.
Orange trees. I am NOT exaggerating, orange trees EVERYWHERE!
Fountains of Vasco de Gama Garden.
Vasco de Gama himself.
And this is my hotel, from the Garden. If you didn’t hate me yet, you do now. 😀
I treated myself to dinner at Fado, the Portuguese restaurant in my hotel. These are fresh codfish cakes.
All of this came with every meal! 6 different breads, 3 flavours of olive oil, carrots steeped in olive oil, olive tapenade, and garlic-tomato butter.
Seriously, ALL the seafood. This is shrimp and bread stew. Happy Place.
The church of St Michael.
This is a bridal shop!!
Rua Horta Companhia Rotunda.
I wish I could tell you what this shop sold, but it was shut!
The other half of the crazy-awesome display.
The air smelled different in Macau. It took me a while to realise ALL of these shrines had incense burning. Those are wrapped cookies in front.
Just hanging off someone’s door. Amazing.
New Year’s decorations down a street median.
I couldn’t stop marvelling at the streets here…
Tap Seac Square.
Tap Seac Square.
St Lazarus Church.
Another church. I lost track. I think the Portuguese colonists were Catholic.
Bonito gato negro, esta desayando.
This was a church, now it appears to be apartments. Sigh…
The paving on the street is modern–it fits around manholes–but it’s very nicely done.
Looking down from the ruins of St Paul’s. The crazy pointy building at the back is The Grand Lisbon Hotel and Casino. (Macau has a LOT of those.)