Saturday, April 5, 2008

travelogue

As promised, a not-so-brief travelogue of our adventures abroad. (Going abroad sounds so fancy. It's also fun to say that we went to Europe. But several people have asked me how our "trip across the pond" was -- that just sounds lame.) I am going break the travelogue into two posts because otherwise, I am afraid it will be too long for my loyal readers to get through on their daily tours around the internets.

We had planned our trip to be divided into 2 stages -- a week in London, doing major sightseeing, inhaling bus fumes, and generally enjoying all the excitement that a major metropolitan location (in Europe) has to offer, followed by a more relaxed week in a small market-town in a rented cottage (cottages are cute, houses are boring) with Richard's family. Unfortunately, given the fact that Richard was still in a lot of pain and not particularly mobile the first week, London was not the best place to be, and it may have been better if the weeks had been reversed, but it all worked out just fine.

Week One --London.

Richard spent a lot of time in the hotel while Lucy and I traipsed around the city. Luckily, the hotel owner, also named Lucy, was just incredible. Before arrived, Richard had called the hotel to request a first floor room. We had booked a triple room, but because she did not have a triple on the first floor, she gave us an adjoining double and a single. The only bummer of this was that we did not feel comfortable letting Lucy sleep in the single by herself (and she didn't like that idea either), so poor Richard was banished to sleep alone. From the minute we arrived at the hotel, Big Lucy, as we called her, was just lovely. Each morning, they would prepare a breakfast tray for Old Gimpy, as we called him, since he couldn't make it down the steps into the dining room. And a couple of times, Lucy looked in on RIchard to make sure he was faring ok on his own while his wife and child, who had ditched his ass, were roaming London. When we left, she gave Little Lucy a small Easter present. Honestly, I can't say enough about her. (If you are ever in London, please stay at the Merlyn Court Hotel in Earl's Court. Tell Lucy we sent you.) But anyway....here are some highlights of the week.

Tate Modern. I really enjoyed this museum. The most interesting installation is this huge artist-made crack in the floor. I can't imagine that it would fly in the States (that's what you call America when you are abroad, by the way) -- definitely a lawsuit waiting to happen -- I could just see ankles snapping (and one of my worst fears in life is a broken ankle. Just ask Richard.). This visit was definitely a highlight for Lucy because for some reason, a group of Harajuku girls were there taking photos. Lucy was enthralled.

Shakespeare's Globe. Surprisingly fun. When we got there, it was mobbed with American school groups, so we could not do the full tour. Lucy was gutted. (She has loved Shakespeare since Jocelyn et al. gave her a book of poems for Christmas. Next time you see Lucy, ask her to do her recitation of the Battle of Agincourt scene from Henry V. It is superb.) We did, however, get to have a "Quick Peek" as they were calling it, which allowed us to go into the theater and look around. They had a school group there rehearsing for a kids production of Hamlet (or Blamlet, as we were calling it). Definitely cool. And the museum was nice too.

Sir John Soane's Museum. This is an under-appreciated gem. Really. John Soane was the architect for the Bank of England, and he built this incredible house on Lincoln's Inn Fields that is just full of fascinating stuff. He even has an Egyptian sarcophagus in the house. And he had so much artwork that it did not fit on his walls, so he built these hidden panels that fold out again and again. It was just super-cool. Lucy and I loved it.

Tower of London. This is a no-brainer. I have been there a couple of times, and think it is so fun. If I never saw the crown jewels again, it would be too soon (although I was interested in how they have that display set up now to keep the line moving -- they have moving walkways, so there is NO lingering), but everything else is great. Unfortunately, it was pouring, so our Beefeater cancelled the tour halfway through. We had a good time poking around nonetheless. (Fun Fact: they feed the ravens bunnies and bunny blood. Poor bunnies.)

National Gallery. I am not a huge fan of gigantic traditional art museums (the Louvre kills me), but Lucy and I enjoyed the National Gallery because they had a really good audio tour for kids. And they have a great cafe. Chicken and mushroom pie to die for.

Cabinet War Rooms and Churchill Museum. I am not a history buff at all, and only went here because for some reason, Lucy wanted to, but I loved it. The Cabinet War Rooms are the underground bunker used by Churchill and his cabinet during WW II, left virtually untouched. So cool. And the Churchill Museum is pretty new, and really well done. I enjoyed this way more than I would have expected, and would definitely go again.

Some other highlights: Lucy participating in street theater in Covent Garden....a solo trip to Portobello Road market....a quick stop in the sketchiest coffee shop ever, featuring a giant English tranny and a smacked out couple nodding on the couch (you should have seen poor Lucy's face)....free Irish yogurt as part of a St. Patrick's Day Irish food fest....dinner at a new Gordon Ramsay pub in Docklands with Richard's friend Alan....a day with our friends Tariq, Trish and their kids (8-year old English kids love Hannah Montana too). I really could go on and on. It was a fabulous week for me and Lucy (not so much for Richard since London is not handicapped-accessible at all, but he did not complain overmuch).

More to come.....I will let you know when I get all 500 of my pictures up on Flickr so you can take your time perusing them.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

home again home again

Just wanted to let my loyal readers know that we made it back from England safe and sound. Despite the craziness before we left, we had a great trip. I'll post a mini-travelogue soon (you know you want me to). In the meantime, here are a few photos to tide you over.





Tuesday, March 11, 2008

pear-shaped update

Richard had his knee put back together yesterday and is at home resting relatively comfortably thanks to the help of some heavy-duty pharmaceuticals (Matthew Perry, if you're reading this, we can hook you up. That joke is old, right?) and this crazy mini-cooler with tubing that pumps ice water up under his knee immobilizer (it will be great for beer later). The doctor cleared him to fly to England on Friday, and put him on injections of a blood thinner called Lovenox to try to prevent any clots. He is now making lots of phone calls to various vacation-related places -- hotel for a first floor room, airline for some kind of seat where he can stretch out his leg, doctor for the prescription for a wheelchair. When we get back, I will have the shoulders of Gwen Stefani from pushing his ass all over England.

So....the last-minute preparations are underway, and with any luck, a meteor will not fall out of the sky onto our house between now and Friday evening. Think good thoughts for us, please.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

pear-shaped

I am really starting to think the universe is out to get my family. Since January 5th, things have gone pear-shaped, to use my friend Lindsay's excellent expression. First, my aunt died unexpectedly, and this brought with it a whole host of family drama, which I won't go into detail about, but which continues to spiral. This past week (while I was at my first-ever therapy appointment, thank you very much), Lucy had a skating accident -- her fingers were run over by the freshly-sharpened blades of her 14-year old skating partner. We spent 5 hours in the emergency room at AI, and Lucy got 8 stitches. But, you know, it was all ok because we were looking forward to our vacation -- a 2-week trip to England starting on Friday, March 14th.

Cue Saturday. Richard goes down to the basement to clean out the dog pen. The basement floor is wet because it has been pouring rain all day. Richard's croc-clad foot slips out from under him and he pile-drives his knee straight down onto the cement floor. Ambulance is called, we go to Wilmington Hospital (where we received fabulous and attentive treatment, seriously), and it turns out that Richard has broken his kneecap into three pieces
(we are calling it a dinner plate fracture TM). He is now in a knee-immobilizer, and is scheduled to see the orthopedic surgeon to make a plan to put the pieces back together. He is really being a good sport about the whole thing --much more than I am. We are just hoping against hope that he will be cleared to fly on Friday. Word on the street is that Virgin airlines will upgrade us if we can fly -- fingers crossed, dear readers.

I think it will all work out though because this morning, I saw a sign. Not the Virgin Mary in a stick of butter, mind you, or Jesus in a potato -- but for an atheist like myself, even better -- a smily face on a plate. It's a good sign, right?

Monday, March 3, 2008

"Once," sweded

I loved the movie "Once" and was so excited that Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova won the Best Song Oscar, but this "sweded" version of the trailer is pretty funny. It's no "30-second movie with bunnies," but amusing nonetheless.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

West Philly Saturday


West Philly Saturday
Originally uploaded by kjerstieb

whoopie pies from the clark park farmers market are the best. this week i had to be a good mom and give mine to lucy after she dropped hers on the ground. in spite of the invocation of the 5-second rule, it was inedible.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

richard


richard is hungry
Originally uploaded by kjerstieb

look how handsome richard is. taken today at dock street brewery in west phila.