I’ve reduced my social media footprint considerably over the past several years, but I do occasionally post photos on Instagram. It makes my wife happy, for some reason. Most photos I post on Instagram have already been published here on this blog, but once in a while I find an exception. For example, this morning I … Continue reading Old City Hall, an architectural landmark in Richmond, Virginia
A photo of the altar at Ss. Peter and Paul Catholic Church in Waterloo, Illinois. Kathryn and I attended Sunday Mass here this morning with our cousins and their family. After Mass, we witnessed the baptism of their youngest daughter at the baptismal font just to the left side of the altar.
I saw this sign at El Bravo Mexican Grill, across from Gate B8 in Terminal 4 at Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix. Thousands of people pass this sign every day. Can you spot the mistake? I mean, other than the fact that $7.29 is way too much to pay for a cheese quesadilla. This is … Continue reading Can you spot the mistake on this sign at El Bravo, Sky Harbor?
I don’t generally follow the news over the weekend. When I scanned the headlines this morning, I discovered that Pamela Anderson had stirred up a bit of controversy late last week in France, at least enough to merit an article in a regional newspaper. She had posted a photo of herself on social media, posing … Continue reading Bronze matador statue in front of the arena in Nîmes
As we strolled through the Père Lachaise cemetery in Paris on a cold winter morning several years ago, Kathryn and I spotted this freshly written love letter on the grave of Oscar Wilde. When French and English meet lipstick, strange things happen.
On a day trip from Montpellier a couple years ago, Kathryn and I spent a winter morning touring the walled city of Aigues-Mortes, France. While the city is a popular stop for tourists, you can tell from the television antennas and satellite dishes in the photo that normal people still live inside these walls, as they have since … Continue reading Aigues-Mortes walled city from the ramparts
The outdoor seating of the McDonald’s restaurant on Place de la Comédie in Montpellier, France, blends in well with other nearby cafes. It’s full of young people on a pleasant late summer evening.
We weren’t the only tourists walking around the Old City of Luxembourg on this overcast weekday morning. We spotted these young women posing for a selfie-stick photo.
Thomas Jefferson is referred to as the “Architect of Liberty” and is depicted larger than life in this statue inside the visitor center of the Virginia State Capitol.
Over the years, I’ve occasionally taken photos of pay phones that were distinctive in some way or just new to me. Sadly, instead of pay phones, I’m discovering more and more places where a pay phone used to be. Until recently, casinos were places one could consistently find pay phones, but that’s no longer the … Continue reading An empty pay phone bank at The Venetian, Las Vegas
One of the reasons we chose The Orleans over Gold Coast last weekend was for a somewhat nicer pool area. In spite of cooler-than-expected temperatures, we spent a lazy Saturday afternoon relaxing in the shade by the pool, sipping cocktails that received quite generous pours from the bartender. We didn’t actually go in the pool, … Continue reading Lazy afternoon by the pool at The Orleans in Las Vegas
For once, we have a somewhat decent view of the Las Vegas Strip from our room at The Orleans. There’s a lot of smog today, so there’s not much color to see. It may be a more impressive view in the evening.
Our recent trip to Richmond wasn’t just about French films. We also spent some time sightseeing and making an additional French connection. Here we’re on the lawn of the Virginia State Capitol, which was a short walk from our hotel. The seat of Virginia’s legislature, the building was designed by Thomas Jefferson, who modeled it … Continue reading Virginia State Capitol
I snapped this photo from the platform of the train station in Sète last fall, as Kathryn and I waited for our ride back to Montpellier. It was a sunny and somewhat hazy afternoon; converting the photo to black-and-white made it look a bit less washed out. There’s nothing particularly distinctive about this platform or … Continue reading Platform of the train station, Sète, France, on a hazy afternoon
We arrived rather early to our first film at the French Film Festival in Richmond, so we were able to get a photo of the marquee at the Byrd Theatre without a crowd in front of it. The pylons were in place to reserve parking for the shuttle bus carrying the delegation of French filmmakers … Continue reading Marquee above the Byrd Theatre in the evening
It’s not easy to get a good interior photo of the Byrd Theatre with a mid-tier phone like mine, especially in near darkness. This was the best I could manage. What betrays the age of this place — something you can’t see in photos — is the seating, which is as old as the cinema … Continue reading A peek inside the Byrd Theatre, Richmond
Between the overhead cameras and the ever-present security personnel, you expect to be under constant surveillance when you’re in a Las Vegas casino. Recently I’ve noticed the surveillance extending to the street as well. This mobile surveillance station, courtesy of the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department, was seen on the northeast corner of Las Vegas … Continue reading Eye in the sky on the street
I took this photo in our hotel room in Las Vegas because it immediately made me think of my father. He worked for roughly twenty years in the maintenance department of an upscale Scottsdale resort. Does anyone want to guess what’s wrong with this photo? (Dad, if you read this, you’re allowed to comment too.)
While we were in Las Vegas, we had dinner with high school classmate and long-time local resident Kerrie. After dinner we all had an evening stroll together, and she suggested we check out the Christmas decorations at Wynn. They had set up a number of snow-covered miniature villages between the casino floor and the boutiques, … Continue reading White Christmas at Wynn
In Las Vegas, one never assumes the guest has even a modicum of class. If they put up a sign, you know it’s because someone has done it.
This bar in the square beneath our apartment in Montpellier had a three-hour happy hour. Oh, the people-watching!
We spotted this rather unusual road sign while walking through a quiet neighborhood in Sète, France. The translation in English is roughly, “Think of us, drive very gently!” However, in French there’s a lovely rhyme of three words that’s entirely lacking in my translation.
It looks tiny in the center of this photo, but Kathryn noticed this morning we can see the cathedral from our hotel just outside Reims.
This afternoon we briefly visited the Luxembourg American Cemetery and Memorial, where Gen. George S. Patton Jr. is buried alongside thousands of other American soldiers who never made it home.