Every Day is like Fat Tuesday at Mardi Gras World

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Mardi Gras World is an interactive museum that let’s visitors experience Mardi Gras in a whole new way! Our tour guide, Susie, started us off in the costume shop. We had five minutes to try on costumes and snap a few photos.

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The warehouse was founded by Blaine Kern in 1947 after he began building floats for the Krewe of Alla. Since then, their work has expanded to float building for other parades, casinos, mini golf courses, and even the Chic Fil A billboards.

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After the video, we enjoyed a slice of King Cake and then set off on a tour of the actual warehouse. Over 50 full-time artists work at Mardi Gras world. They work with the Krewe Captains to translate concepts to drawings. Then they build a frame constructed of 2x4s to support the props. They layer sheets of styrofoam together and then sculpt the prop. It’s given a coat of paper mâché before it is attached to the actual float. Each float costs upwards of $50,000 to construct and is only seen once during the actual parade. Once the parade is over they come back to the warehouse to be deconstructed so that all of the props can be stored and recycled for another parade.

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Among my favorites? I loved Queen Kong, the wife of King Kong and one of the two tallest props ever created.

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The musical instruments were fun…

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And the cut outs…

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Sharlene liked the Preying Mantis…

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And the Hamster from the Kia Soul commercial.

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Renee liked the sports props…

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And Marion Barry…

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We learned a lot about floats and how they’re made. If you ever get a chance to visit, do it! You can thank me later!

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It’s Not the Journey, It’s the Destination!

When our office suddenly gifted us with a couple of extra days off, it seemed like a short holiday would be the best way to celebrate. Also, I could jump start my plan to secure my elite status for 2015. Win win, no? My friend Sharlene generously offered to accompany me so that my companion pass would not go to waste and my friend Renee decided to join us as well. 

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Although there was a nor’easter brewing and we were flying out of BWI, we weren’t terribly worried since our flight was leaving at 3 and the snow was supposed to begin around 6. Also, most of the snowfall was going to be much farther north.

Sadly, when we arrived at the airport, we learned our flight was delayed because the incoming flight had weather delays. We found a bar to grab a quick lunch and pass some time.

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Renee was flying on US Airways and her flight soon departed.  So Sharlene and I found another bar.

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Then the snowfall began. The plane finally arrived and we were quickly boarded. The snow was starting to stick as we taxied over to the de-icing area.

Once they finished we started heading taxiing away. We almost made it to the runway when the flight attendant came on the intercom and asked anyone who had medical experience to press their call button. The plan suddenly made a u turn, they turned on the overhead lights, and we began heading back to the gate.

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Once we arrived they told us that a passenger had been having a medical emergency but was suddenly feeling better. The pilot was still going to call it in and we would have to wait until the tower decided if we would open the door or take off. A few minutes later they let us know it was go time and we heeded back out to the runway.

The takeoff was uneventful, but the massive amounts of turbulence delayed the beverage cart, and I really, really, really wanted a cocktail… And it seemed like a Christmas miracle the guy who’d had the medical issue wasn’t having a massive heart attack as the plane dipped and shuddered. I guess the flight attendants felt bad for us, because once they did bring the beverage cart around they didn’t even chance us! Bonus!

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We landed with just enough time to make it to the next flight, which had also been delayed but was already boarding. I’d been moved to the exit row, which was a bulkhead seat and right next to the door. That’s how I found out they couldn’t close the door because they didn’t have any pretzels. I offered to give up any of their tiny little bags of pretzels but they said other passengers would definitely complain. I suggested a quick poll to see how many people would rather arrive on time and how many were desperate for pretzels. They decided to just wait.

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Eventually the doors closed and one Bloody Mary later we finally arrived in New Orleans!

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Laissez les bon temps roule!

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Masters of Mass Transit

My least favorite expression has got to be “on my last day in Paris…” Since it was, we were determined to wrest every ounce of fun from the day and set out for the Eiffel Tower. Along the way, we stopped for breakfast. While Jenni enjoyed her usual peanut butter and bread, Delaney had an omelette and I had an amazing jambon and fromage crepe. With oeuf!

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We walked around to the Eiffel Tower to snap a few more pictures before our boat arrived.

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When we boarded the boat, Delaney had secured us some super sweet window seats. (She’s 16 and can move very quickly!) sadly, as soon as the boat filled up and left, three large women went outside and stood on the other side of our glass.

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So although we only saw their asses for the first half of the ride, when they got cold and came inside the views were spectacular!

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Our next stop was supposed to be the museum of fashion and textiles, but I’d forgotten the address and none of us had wifi. We hopped on the Hop On Hop Off Bus to go to a place we knew we could connect… The Louvre Mall!  We discovered our intended destination was right next door and also had time to do some shopping! Win Win!

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When we arrived at the museum, we visited an exhibit of jewels first. Then we went in search of the fashion.   Though we saw many interesting exhibits, none of them seemed to be related to fashion!

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As we gave up and left we discovered we had been visiting the Museum of Decorative Arts. Suddenly there was a reason to return!  We took the metro back to the Ile St Louis.

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We picked up a few more souvenirs and wandered up and down the street.

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Jenni stopped at a bakery and bought a loaf of bread to take home, which she totally needed! We finally found a cafe for dinner and sat outside under the heaters watching everyone stroll past.

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Delaney and I decided to split an order of Escargot and Jenni ordered lamb chops. The food was nearly as nice as the view!

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When dinner was over we made our way back to the hotel to pick up our bags. It was a lovely night and we passed street vendors selling crepes from push carts behind Notre Dame.

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We caught the RER train to the airport and checked into the Hilton to rest up for the early flights we had scheduled, because we are masters of Parisian public transportation. As we sat in the Executive Lounge discussing the highlights of our trip, I realized we hadn’t tried ALL of the macaron favors yet! And now we have TWO reasons to return to my new favorite place. Wish you were here!

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Stairway to Heaven or My Visit to Sacre Couer

After a short night, Jenni, Delaney and I decided to head to Ile St Louis for breakfast. Along the way we stumbled across the Lock Bridge and caught the sun rising over the Seine.

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It elevated the Cathedral of Notre Dame in my view, significantly! The sun was shining and the sky was blue and the cathedral seemed magical in the morning light.

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We found the St Regis Cafe. I had read somewhere they were famous for their hot chocolate, so we decided to give it a try. Sadly, when we entered the busy cafe, everyone ignored us. We tried to stop a few of the waiters but they mumbled something we didn’t understand in French and rushed away.

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When one finally arrived he told us it was his first day. We tried to order a basket of bread and a variety of drinks. It didn’t work out so well. We did get the hot chocolate, but none of us liked it!

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Next up was Saint Chapelle. It’s a tiny little church across the street from Notre Dame Cathedral. It’s comprised almost entirely of stained glass windows. Luckily it wasn’t too cloudy and with the hanging candelabras, it was magnificent!

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From there we walked to La Conciergerie. This is the former palace that was turned into a prison to hold prisoners during the French Revolution. I had forgotten to mention to Jenni and Delaney that it also contained a gallery and different art exhibits were displayed throughout the year. So naturally, they were startled by the display. Everything was in French so we had no way of knowing the collections was an exhibit from Penault and the theme was confinement. So when we entered the room with ten different elderly men in wheelchairs, we had no idea what was going on. Jenni decided to participate in the art.

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We moved on to the permanent displays and found the chamber Marie Antoinette lived in…

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The room where they prepared prisoners for execution…

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And the blade from a guillotine.

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Next up was the Rodan Museum. We got off the Metro a stop early so we could see more of the city on our way. Turns out, that was a great decision when we stumbled across a street vendor selling hot coffee and the Army Museum.

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While none of us really wanted to visit the interior of the museum, we did enter the courtyard. It was magnificent!

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The Rodan museum houses a changing exhibit and some magnificent gardens which include his most famous piece, the Thinker.

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We hopped on the metro and headed up to Sacre Coeur. This beautiful church sits high on a hill overlooking the entire city. As soon as we arrived, Jen took off to pick up her tights and Delaney and I set out to find the funicular.

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When we did, we took the short ride to the top and joined the crowd watching a street performer do amazing things involving a street light and a soccer ball!

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We went inside the church and toured the perimeter. Sadly, they don’t allow photographs, but the inside was a lot prettier than Notre Dame.

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When we came out we found Jenni and walked to a small cafe to have lunch. Delaney and I decided to have onion soup and escargot. Jenni decided to wait for pastry (our next stop). The escargot came out with a set of clamps and a tiny fork.

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It took us a while to figure out how to hold them sill with the clamps and dig out the meat with the fork, but the German couple next to us enjoyed the show! Also they’d ordered the escargot as well and appreciated our demonstration!

We walked through the Montmartre district looking for Jenni’s pastry. When we finally found it, none of had any cash so we had to quest for a bank and then return for the pastry. Totally worth it, Jenni got what she wanted and Delaney and I got amazing treats as well.

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We headed out to the Marais district. Jenni had fond memories of shopping there and wanted to recapture that magic. Delaney and I were happy to tag along, but our lack of enthusiasm caused Jenni to give up, so we hopped on another metro and headed back to the Christmas market. Delaney wanted to get another key chain and also because hot wine!

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We also got some sausages and walked slowly up the Champs Élysées.

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When we arrived at the Arc De Triomphe, we decided to go all the way up and see the city lights. Our timing was impeccable because shortly after we arrived the Eiffel Tower began to sparkle!

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It was probably one of the most amazing sights I have ever seen and really capped off another wonderful day in Paris! Wish you were here!

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Turns Out You Can Buy Joyeux Noel at Christmas Markets

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The Christmas markets are a fantastic tradition throughout Europe. Vendors set up little stalls to peddle their wares to cheerful holiday shoppers. After we left Versailles, we caught the Metro to the foot of the Champs Élysées to enjoy a little holiday cheer.

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Because hot wine! And if you buy the souvenir holiday cup, free refills!

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The street was crowded, but the food was amazing.

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And everywhere you looked there were signs of Christmas cheer.

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We visited some wildlife.

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And I bought the greatest souvenir EVAH!

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as we strolled slowly to the Arc De Triomphe.

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Wish you were here!

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Just Chilling in Louies Crib

Each year nearly ten million people visit Versailles, and I can totally understand why. After a quick breakfast at the hotel, Jenny, Delaney and I hopped aboard the RER train and headed to the palace. along the way we were highly entertained when an old man broke out his accordion and began to play. Our fellow passengers were also entertained when Jenny and Delaney danced along.

A ginormous statue of Louis XIV stands outside the golden gates, letting visitors know they’ve arrived.

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Though it would’ve been hard not to know because even on a dreary day the palace glows. Probably because it’s dripping with gold!

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Our Paris Pass allowed us access through the VIP area. We entered the house and made our way through the breathtaking doors…

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incredibly lifelike statuary…

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And dozens of super-sized sparkly chandeliers.

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I picked up a few ideas for redecorating my bedroom…

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And my ceilings…

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and some creative uses for my selfies.

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Afterwards, we caught the petit train for a ride to Marie-Antionette’s house.

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First up was Grand Trianon, a charming little pink palace Louis XIV built for those times he and his mistress just needed to get away.

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It was delightful!

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We hopped on the train again and rode to Marie-Antionette’s Estate, an even cuter little palace, tucked away in a far corner of the estate. It was so adorable, Jen could even see herself cooking for her family.

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The cozy little palace was dramatically different from the opulence of Versailles. I can totally see the need for both. We bought lunch at the cafe and made our way out to the front lawn to eat.

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Our final jaunt returned us to the back of the palace where we spent a little time exploring the gardens…

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And creating some living art.

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Afterwards we headed back into the palace so Jenny could add to her shoe collection. That involved another trip through security, but was totally worth it when I found a pink ornament to add to my girl power holiday tree.  Sadly, we got separated from Jenni and while we were looking for her accidentally ended up outside the “definitive exit”. That involved another trip through security to catch up with her again. Truly, I enjoyed all of my visits to Versailles today. Wish you were here!

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Je Prends Paris

Our first challenge upon arriving in Paris was navigating from the airport to the hotel. It was only 8 in the morning and all of us were bleary from lack of sleep, but we needed to drop our bags off and hit the ground running to keep up with our aggressive agenda! The ticket machine for the RER train almost stumped us, but the very helpful Frenchman at the next machine kindly demonstrated how to purchase the tickets and we were off!

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It was a straight shot to Saint-Michele and our charming little Hotel Europe St-Severin, was just around the corner. I’m not sure how the French got a reputation for being rude, the boys working at our hotel were terribly charming! They stored our bags and gave us a map to help us find the Paris Pass office. We strolled over the Seine, past the Tour St-Jacques, and another mile up to the Montmarte district.  Lucky for Jenni, the Paris Pass office also doubles as a candy store!

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Our next stop was the Louvre.

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Delaney wanted to see the Mona Lisa. Jenni was interested in seeing some sculpture of a couple of naked people. I just wanted to get through it so we could go on to the Eiffel Tower.

We were all kinds of hungry after the two-mile walk so we started our tour of the Louvre in the cafe. Delaney and I enjoyed Quiche Lorraine, though shockingly she had never heard the song (the youth today!) and then we discovered the Macaron.

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So light, so delicious, so much better than the Mona Lisa!

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The Mona Lisa is very small, under a wall of glass, and surrounded by tourists snapping dozens of pictures.

We got ours.

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We wandered around to the sculpture area to see the statue Jenni loves so much (though I much preferred it’s elaborate neighbor).

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Just kidding! Though I saw a lot just like it in Prague! This one…

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Our final object was Venus Di Milo.

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We caught the metro back to the hotel to check into our rooms. Mine was on the second floor, with a very Parisian looking balcony overlooking some cute little cafés.

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After juicing up our iPhones we set out for our next stop, Notre Dame.

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To be honest, I thought the cathedral in Cologne was much more impressive. And the Christ Church in Dublin is prettier on the inside.

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We quickly shuffled thought and then caught the metro to the Eiffel Tower.

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The Eiffel Tower was built in 1889 and stands 324 meters high. We accidentally got in line to take the stairs up, but quickly corrected our mistake!

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The view from the summit is breathtaking, even when the city is shrouded in fog. but the temperature was plummeting and Jenni swore she saw snow flakes so we made our way back down. Just as we landed, they lit it up, so we stopped to shoot a few more pictures.

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We stopped at a street cart on the way back. Delaney had hot cocoa, Jen had hot tea, and I had the hot wine. Clearly I made the best choice.

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Back at the hotel, Jenni disappeared in her room so Delaney and I decided to visit the cafe across the Street. Although the hotel desk guy said he didn’t recommend eating anywhere in the neighborhood, if we had to go across the street we should try the raclette. So we did!

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We each decided on the raclette chartucerie, which seemed to confuse the waiter so I decided to get fondue. He just walked away shaking his head. the fondue was a cheese fondue served with a huge basket of fresh bread cubes. it was very good. The raclette was amazing. He brought out a metal rack seated over an open flame and a plate of cheese, potatoes, meats, pickles, and onions. He showed us how to put the cheese on the rack and cook it until it was good and melty and the scrape it on to our plate on top of the potato and meat. My God, it was delicious!

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When we walked back to he hotel, our desk guy had a great laugh that we ordered fondue and raclette, as he said, that’s a lot of cheese!

Big day tomorrow, we are off to the country to visit Versailles! Wish you were here!

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Paris Is Always a Good Idea

Last summer, immediately after returning from Dublin, I discovered Delta was having a fare sale. Not only that, but the tickets were for business class fares on international flights. Having been upgraded to business class on my return from Dublin, I knew that was a class I deeply desired to become accustomed to enjoying. The fact that Paris was one of the available destinations meant that my BFF Jenni would naturally want to come along! Paris is Jenni’s equivalent to Disneyland, wrapped in a Tiffany’s box, and served on an extremely tasteful and elegant silver platter. This was a bonus for me since it was my first visit to France and Jenni had been several times and knew all the best sights to see. Also, her niece Delaney was about to graduate from high school and Jen was pushing for “Aunt of the Year” and could bring her along as a pre-graduation gift.

I narrowly escaped the onslaught of severe winter weather and set out for Paris from DC.

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A couple of Bloody Mary’s later, I landed in Detroit and met up with Jenni and Delaney. Sadly, Jen hadn’t captured one of the sale fares and she and Delaney had to schlep their way to the back of the plane.

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After boarding, and almost before I could move the Heavenly Blanket and down pillow on my seat aside, I was given a glass of chilled white wine and a flight attendant hefted my adorable bag into the overhead bin. I settled into my seat, put my feet up on the built-in ottoman and opened the swag bag they’d given me to explore my Delta goodies. There were a couple of flight attendants roaming the aisles with trays of wine to make sure I didn’t become parched while we waited for everyone in coach to settle down.

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I had planned to sleep right after take off, so I popped a couple of Benadryl, turned on the personal entertainment system built into my seat, and mulled over the dinner choices. Unfortunately, I had no idea how many courses would be served and what kind of time commitment would be involved. First, there was the steaming hot, lemon-scented towel to help us refresh. Then we got an appetizer of grilled shrimp and pineapple.

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The next course was a wedge salad and a bowl of tomato bisque soup.

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The entrée was finally served and I had the chicken with risotto. Each course had a lovely wine pairing. Finally they wheeled the desert trolley out. I was pretty sure I’d already gained a few pounds, but the steady stream of wine meant I didn’t care, so I selected a small apple tart.

When dinner was finally cleared away, I laid the seat flat (and by flat I mean at a pretty steep angle. They were angle flat beds not lay flat beds, a difference I can fully appreciate now!)

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I managed to doze off in a drunken stupor pretty quickly, but a couple of hours into it I woke up with a raging headache, drenched in sweat, with a very stiff neck. Turns out the angle flat beds mean gravity is constantly pulling you towards the foot of the bed. And the space is shaped like a sarcophagus, so there is no way to turn from side to side or sleep in any position other than flat on your back or on your side without bending your knees. Fetal position sleepers can just abandon the idea of getting comfortable at all. The temperature of the cabin was somewhere between sweltering and blistering and I was wearing many layers and wrapped in the Heavenly Down Blanket.

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After that I was wide awake so I passed the time watching episodes of Veep and trying to rehydrate. Shortly before we landed they served breakfast. I opted for French toast (obviously) and skipped the mimosas (of course!)

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Finally we arrived and I hopped off the plane to meet Jenni and Delaney and explore the city of lights!

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Don’t Believe A Word

My final day in Ireland began with a delicious breakfast at a cafe called Rhubarb before I checked out of the Conrad. I stored my bags and set out for a final day of adventure.

I had hoped to meet my new Irish friend Jennifer at Christ Church Cathedral but my lack of wifi plus the Dublin bus schedule equaled missed opportunities. It’s a tragedy, but I’m certain I will see her on my next visit.

I got to the church very early so I stopped in The Queen of .tarts for a pot of tea. And a tart.

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The church was magnificent. It was originally founded in 1028.

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Without a doubt it was the most impressive cathedral I saw in Ireland.

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I lit a candle for peace in Ireland.

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There were a few really impressive monuments.

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And the crypt!

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Also in the crypt was a display of costumes from The Tudors. Much of the show was filmed in Ireland, and they used Christ Church for many key scenes.

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The most interesting thing I saw was the cat chasing the mouse. When the cat chased the mouse into the organ they both got stuck and were eventually mummified.

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Afterwards I walked to Temple Bar to grab a quick lunch. I was on my way to the national leprechaun museum, but I didn’t have a map and got turned around. Somehow I ended up at the Trinity College tourism office. They suggested I go to the National Museum instead, which was right around the corner.

The Ireland National Museum appears to be much like our Smithsonian, with different museums in different buildings. The one I was in was the museum of archaeology. It contained a lot of exhibits from Bog People, that is people who were found pretty well preserved in bogs.

The museum has lots of jewelry from the early Bronze Age.

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And a very old Viking drinking horn.

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And some medieval costumes worn by a “mannish woman” “wise enough to rule”!

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There were early platform shoes…

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And cowbells. Need more cowbells…

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Afterwards I was starving so I popped into a sandwich shop and got a quick lunch and then walked to St. Stephens Green for a picnic. Most of the Dubliners had the same idea, it was hard to find an empty patch of grass!

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I returned to the Conrad to pick up my bags and caught the Air Coach back to the airport. Then I took the Hilton Shuttle to the Airport Hilton for my final night. There isn’t a lot to do there, so I went down to the bar for dinner. I sat at the bar for my final Guinness and some Bangers and Mash. Several local boys came in and joined me. And we talked for a bit about their travels to the states.

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After everyone else left, John stayed behind because the wife hadn’t finished making dinner yet and he apparently had some time to kill. John has a lovely 12-year-old daughter who is doing quite well in school. She’s doing particularly well in Gaelic but John was frustrated that she wasn’t learning French or Italian. He said that kids having to take Gaelic class made no sense to him since nobody outside of Ireland even speaks Gaelic and the Irish don’t even use it everyday so they forget whatever they learn as soon as they leave school. This was bad news for me, given my new neck tattoo!

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We also had an interesting discussion about who was the greatest rock band of all time. I picked U2, John picked Thin Lizzy. I mocked his choice so he told me he was going to ride home, get some CDs and leave them for me at the front desk.

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Later that night the front desk called to tell me John had left me some CDs.

I hate to leave… Irish people are the BEST!

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Where The Streets Have No Name

Today marked the end of my road trip. I returned the plucky little Ka that carried me so far. 1,614 kilometers altogether. I made the drive from Belfast to Dublin in record time, turned in my car and caught the Air Coach bus into the city. It was early when I arrived at the Conrad and they didn’t have a room prepared so I dropped off my bags, shopped for souvenirs, grabbed a quick lunch and toured the Little Dublin Museum.

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Right across St Stephen’s Green from the Conrad, this little gem of a museum is the people’s museum of Dublin. All of the items exhibited were contributed by Dubliners for Dubliners. One of my favorite pieces was this photo of the Irish women returning to Dublin in 1972 with condoms clutched in their hand. Birth control was illegal here then.
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I also liked this picture of U2 from their early days. They were only 14 when they got started!
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I returned to the Conrad but my room wasn’t ready so I had tea instead. When I finished that and went to check on my room, they still didn’t have a room ready and decided to put me in another since I’d been so patient. The two room corner suite I received overlooked the National Theater and the bathroom is easily four times as big as the one I have back home.

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It seemed a shame to leave, but I wanted to visit the Jamison Distillery and further explore my new love for Irish Whiskey. I caught the bus most of the way and the walked across the river.
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The distillery has been there since 1780. Production moved to a larger site in County Cork in the 1970s and now they keep it open for these tours.
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The tour starts with a movie that has actors playing Jamison, his son, and various factory workers.
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Then they lead you through a series of rooms designed to look the way it did when they were distilling in the 1700s.
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At the end they give you a wee dram of the “water of life”, but it’s not really even enough to quench your thirst since the place is apparently not air-conditioned and you just spent forty minutes crammed into little rooms with a lot of strangers. I’d worked up quite a thirst so I decided to walk back across the river and visit the Guinness Storehouse.
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Ok, sure it’s touristy, but this was definitely one of the highlights of my trip!
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The tour is self paced, so you aren’t forced to learn a lot about barley and malt and hops and such. I really liked the advertising campaign displays.
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They also had an area set up like period living rooms with TVs showing period commercials.

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The best part of the tour was the interactive features! They had kiosks with iPads where you could register as an honorary apprentice brewer and then send pictures to your friends and family.

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There was another where you could post a message to your own Facebook wall about what Guinness means to you and then it would capture all of the posts on a giant wall projection.

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My favorite part was the Guinness Academy. After a quick lesson, each of us got to practice a pour. It’s harder than it looks! We didn’t graduate unless we could make the pour with a quarter inch of the head above the rim of the glass. Nailed it!

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I went up to the Gravity Bar to enjoy the 360 degree view and a celebratory pint.

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Afterwards I wanted to take the bus home but I wasn’t sure where to catch it. I decided to start walking in that direction and stop if I saw the right bus stop. Turns out most of the streets here really don’t have names, which makes it very hard to orient yourself on a map. thankfully I am a human Tom Tom. Two hot, sweaty miles later I was at the hotel.

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I felt that called for room service and a little time to enjoy my fancy suite! Tomorrow is my final day in Ireland. I’m going to try to visit Christ Church and maybe another museum before I switch to the Airport Hilton. Wish you were here!

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