Wednesday, December 20, 2017

KAUAI

November 27 - December 8, 2017

This is our first trip out of British Columbia this year, and first ever to "the Garden Island" of Kauai.  We'd heard how laid-back it was, even more than Maui where we've gone for the past six years.  On recommendations of friends and a desire to try something new, we gave it a shot.  We found a studio condo at the Sandpiper Village in Princeville (North Shore) for a reasonable price.  It was newly decorated, and equipped with a king-sized bed, high ceiling, large lanai and a basic kitchen (microwave, coffee maker and toaster) plus a communal barbecue at the pool.  However, finding the place in the dark proved tricky.  After picking up our rental car and driving the 29 miles from the airport in Lihu'e we missed the sign and ended up in Hanalei.  We drove around for an hour before finding it about 1:00 a.m, but there was no parking left in the parking lot.  We were exhausted but relieved to be settled in finally.  The next morning Jim woke up very early and moved the car into a spot when someone pulled out around 6:00 a.m.


Nov. 28:  This was shopping and reconnaissance day.  First to Foodland in the Princeville Shopping Center for breakfast basics, then back to Lihu'e to Costco, checking out beaches along the way.  At Kealia Beach, north Kapa'a, the surf was tremendous, up to 16 feet.  We won't be swimming there.  No one was in the water and "No Swimming" signs were posted all along the crescent-shaped beach.  The nearest public tennis court is 20 miles away in Kapa'a, but we'll have to wait for drier weather.

Nov. 29:  Awoke to bright sunshine!  That's more what we came for, so loaded up the car with beach chairs, umbrella, snacks, snorkel gear, books, etc. and found a parking lot near the St. Regis Resort at the end of Ka Haku Road.  After starting along a narrow mud path towards the Hideaways Beach, we met a friendly couple at the start of the descent who informed us the way down was treacherous and you had to use rope ladders.  He suggested with all we were carrying maybe we'd prefer another beach such as 'Anini.  We took the hint.  'Anini is a bit east of us, maybe a ten-minute drive, and you can park right next to the beach, where calm waters are protected by an offshore reef.  There are restrooms, showers and picnic tables.  Swimming was good; snorkeling not so much as there was very little coral and the water was a bit hazy, but we spent several hours swimming and reading under the shade of a large tree.



Nov. 30:   It's back to cloudy weather today, following rain last night.  We took a path on the other side of the St. Regis resort that led south to Pu-u Poa Beach, winding through lush tropical growth.


We found the beach unspectacular, obviously churned up from last night's storm.  There were no facilities open to the public, and the wind and roiling water didn't invite us to stay for long.  After lunch we decided to drive to Hanalai but just past the Lookout Highway 560 was closed due to flooding of the road.  We later learned it rained seven inches in seven hours last night.  The town was closed off, as that's the only road in.  We picked up Chase, a 21-year old from Oklahoma who works in Hanalei and gave him a ride back to the farm where he's staying and also working at Moloa'a Bay, past Kilauea.  In exchange, he gave us a short tour of the farms in his area, telling us about koa trees, used to make canoes and ukuleles.

On our return we stopped at Kilauea Lighthouse overlook,  Access to the Lighthouse is through the National Wildlife Refuge, and as it was closing shortly, we settled for a view from the lookout.  The windswept point and craggy rocks, home to white- and red-tailed tropicbirds, Laysan Albatross and red-footed Boobies was shrouded in light fog and could have been on the east or west coast of North America.
 







Dec. 1:  The North Shore Drive:  The road to Hanalei being open, we drove to the western end of the Kuhio Hwy. then made our way back.  Ke'e Beach is the most western point, where numerous movie scenes have been filmed.  The hill behind the beach, where we later started to climb, was "Bali High" in South Pacific.  We started to climb the Kalalau Trail, a two-day, 22 mile hike which we never intended to complete.  Most people do a one-day hike to Hanakapi'ai Beach or Falls, but the trail was both steep and muddy and I didn't have proper footwear, so we went only as far as the lookout back to the beach.
Ke'e Beach


Next stop was Ha'ena Beach Park, a long, sandy beach with strong undertow.  Several surfers were waiting for bigger waves.  While we were there, the monthly tsunami alarm test took place, followed by the first-ever war alarm test, put into action in case North Korea decided to bomb.  Across the street, Maniniholo Dry Cave is deep and broad and the walls are kept dank by constant seepage of water.  It felt like a spiritual place.
 Maniniholo Cave

We eventually made our way to Hanalei ("crescent-shaped")  Pavilion Beach Park, and walked the half-mile to the pier at the far end.  It was peopled with surfers and a few swimmers.  

Dec. 2:  The East, South and West Shores
Time to get off the block, out of the building, away for a day!  Enough grey skies and drizzle; other parts of the Island looked appealing.  The skies brightened as we  reached Hanapepe Valley Lookout, west of Lihu'e on the Kaumualii Highway.  This peaceful vista was the site in 1924 of the bloodiest, most savage battle ever fought on Kauai, the Hanapepe Massacre, when 16 striking  striking cane workers  were gunned down and four deputies were stabbed to death.   Today we glimpsed red clay cliffs topped with wild sugar cane.  Cattle, taro and coffee are the main crops these days.

We strolled through Hanapepe, Kauai's "biggest little town", a historic farming town built by enterprising Asian immigrants.  Many spruced-up store-fronts now front art galleries, restaurants, shops and Friday's Art Night.  It's been used to film "The Thorn Birds" and several movies.  

Our lunch stop was Waimea, (meaning reddish-brown water), which marks the original landing pot of Captain James Cook in 1778.  Although we drove to the end of Route 50, we didn't follow the dirt road to Polihale, which is the end of the road.  


Jim and James
        
 
Here a chick, there a chick, everywhere a  chick- chick (or rooster, or nene)

We found a tennis court in Waimea and a beautiful beach in Po'ipu for a dip and viewing of monk seals resting on shore, roped off from the public.  

Dec. 3:  North Shore:  Queen's Bath, a natural pool formed by a lava rock shelf within walking distance will remain unexplored as we faced another steep, muddy path.  Some people, carrying small children, were attempting to reach it in bare feet!  They turned back too.  People die here every year due to heavy, rogue waves.  No sharks I've heard of though.  
                               (not my photo)                                                                                   

Dec. 6:  Waimea Canyon ("Grand Canyon of the Pacific").  They say to allow 5-7 hours but unless you do hikes, 3 - 4 is plenty.  The canyon is 10 miles long and one mile wide, and 3,600 ft. deep.  The drive up is a 4,000 ft. elevation rise. It is drop-dead gorgeous and not to be missed.  We didn't tackle any long hikes as they need the better part of a day.  
 




Dec. 8:  Okolehau Trail starts at the end of a road near the Hanalei Bridge.  The trail is rumored to be named for 'moonshine,' referring to distilled liquor made from the roots of the ti plants.  It's a two and a half mile round trip; the first half mile to the power-line vista is a quad burner and the terrain was muddy and slippery (what else would we expect?)  We saw a woman doing it with no shoes.  "I always hike this in bare feet," she said when we commented on how tough she was.  Must be a Hawaiian thing.  



From this point, the trail was drier through a forest of guava, silk oak, tree ferns, eucalyptus and koa trees, before ending 1200 feet above Hanalei Bay. 

 

We'd hoped to tire ourselves out so we could sleep on the overnight flight home, but that didn't work.  The flight was delayed 3 hours; we left at 2:30 a.m. but still couldn't really sleep.  It always feels weird to enter a different climate after a few hours on the plane, even if you know it'll happen.  Home to winter, but a lovely respite.  Mahalo to all who made our visit a pleasure.












Wednesday, June 1, 2016

PARIS

May 26:. Tours to Paris

JP left for work in Blois at 8:00; we had a leisurely breakfast and played with his cat Loli, then headed off at 9:30 for the Sixt rental office at the Gare, five kilometres away, to return our car.  It had to be back at 11:00, but we have found you can't allow too much time.


A huge merci to all the helpful, cheerful French citizens who stopped what they were doing to give us directions, consult their phones or even to draw a map or two while we drove through their country. We were more than happy and relieved to turn the car in unscathed considering some of the tight situations we'd been in, 3,257 kms. and 24 days after picking it up.  Would we do another driving trip like this again?  Probably not, but it let us visit some wonderful, isolated places in our own time, so it was the thing to do.  Now we can spend our last week using public transport or on foot, not worrying about parking or being cut off.

The TGV trip to Paris was fast and comfortable and we made our way to our next apartment in Boulogne - Billancourt smoothly by Metro and were waiting when Soufian showed up at 3:00.  It's a tiny studio with a fold up futon on the 4th floor but has everything necessary so long as we don't trip over each other.  And it's about 2 kms. from Stade Roland Garros, where we're going on Monday and Tuesday.

On tonight's news we learned about the labour reform protests going on in Paris, with some violence.  We don't know where the protests occurred so will just keep our eye and ears open.

May 27:. Exploring the city

We decided to walk along the Seine towards the Eiffel Tower, going as far as we felt like.  We followed the lead of students and workers and picked up lunch from a deli to eat by the banks of the river, a tasty change from our usual baguettewich.    We have been told every French person eats an average of one baguette per day.   Hours later we returned, having walked almost a half marathon! We can say that the unrest in France doesn't appear to have affected tourism, at least not from the number we saw near the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame.

May 28:. Montmartre and the rain

Having walked enough for several days yesterday we opted for the Metro to Montmartre where we joined the throngs lined up to get into Sacre Coeur.  The view of the city from the hill is always magnificent and the shops are plentiful.  On the way back we stopped in at Galeries Lafayette for some more shopping.  Lily has asked if we're bringing back souvenirs ;-).  There are three buildings, kind of overwhelming.  I could have spent a few hours at Le Blanc where the food displays were very tempting but was hustled out before any damage was done.  Only to be faced with a downpour.  Fortunately there was a Metro station outside the store.







Sun. May 29: The real fete des Meres 

I was mistaken about the date for Mother's Day.  Many beautiful bouquets were on display and the nice man in the Franprix gave Jim a rose to give me.  We also went on a wild goose chase looking for the Paris Marathon which was clearly NOT run today. Another nice man we met on the street, a runner, checked for us on his phone and it's over.  There was a 20 K but it wasn't near us.  Maybe it's time I go home and recharge my brain!

Mon. May 30: Stade Roland Garros

Okay, the weather report was not promising but it looked like there would be periods of no rain.......not!  We spent four hours waiting around while they showed old matches on the big screen and finally went to Court 1 where they said the players had been advised there would be no play until 1:30.  We dried the seats, sat down and waited, ate lunch......   Shortly after 1:30 it was announced there would be no matches today, their first total washout in 16 years.  We hope for better luck tomorrow.

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Tues. May 31:  Roland Garros, the 2nd day

Today we did see some tennis, the second half of one match and the first three games of another, about 1:15 hours, played through drizzle and rain with several long rain delays.  The temperature was only 11° C so not comfortable for players or viewers. Play was finally cancelled about 7:00 p.m.

Court Suzanne-Lenglen

Wed. June 1: Last day in Paris

Because the Paris Metro and RER trains are going to be affected by the greve starting tomorrow we did a dry run of our route to get to the RER station at St.-Michel Notre-Dame via Metro.  We plan to leave lots of time as delays are inevitable.

Today was dry and there was lots of tennis played at RG but we were not there to see it.  Just bad luck as the two days we had tickets were the worst of the tournament.  Paris had the wettest May in 143 years and the banks of the Seine are flooding in places.  Where we walked along the river last Friday was under water.  Other parts of France are suffering from flooding too.

Our walk today on the Left Bank took us to the churches of St. Sulpice and the Benedictine Abbey of Saint-Germain-des-Pres as well as the Luxembourg Gardens.  Then we crossed to the Right bank and passed through the courtyard of the Louvre, through the Tuileries and along the Champs Elysée to the Arc de Triomphe.  We found  Le Corner Cafe on Kleber near the Trocadero for our last meal in Paris, dining outdoors.  We packed and polished off our last bottle of wine when we got home. 

Au Revoir Paris! Je t'aime.

book sellers, Left Bank

statue on the Pont des Beaux Artes

the Seine with rising waters

the Louvre


the Carousel 

Arc de Triomphe 


stately 16th Arrondissement 

Friday, May 27, 2016

PROVENCE TO PARIS

May 23:  Perouges

As we drove north through the Rhône Valley we noticed long line-ups at the gas stations.  This was too widespread to be a local problem so I asked a customer what was happening and he told me starting tomorrow there will be manifestations (demonstrations) by workers blocking the refineries so there will be gas shortages or closures of stations.  We decided to keep topping up at regular intervals as we had over 300 kms. to drive.

We pulled into Perouges an hour before our 5:30 check-in so parked outside the walls and explored the stone buildings, climbing cobbled streets inside the ramparts in light rain.  Very few cars can stay inside the medieval town of 80 inhabitants so we unloaded the car and moved it.  We are staying at Le Grenier a Sel, (salt attic) built in 1342.  Salt was very valuable as a means of preserving food and it was stored and taxed heavily.   Our room on the 2nd floor looks out on pastures.  For a treat we sampled a local specialty, a galette, which is a thin pastry topped with sugar and butter.





May 24:  Bourges

Our hostess served us the "extended" continental breakfast with fruit and yogurt as well as croissants, coffee and juice and a piece of galette.  She sells framed art she has created with hand-made papers, calligraphy and drawings, so has several irons in the fire.

The gas situation continues.  We are spending tonight in La Chapelle St.Ursin, a bedroom of Bourges.  Our hosts, Michel and Lydie, were very welcoming and we chatted mostly in French before we drove to the city for dinner.  They have a daughter who is working in Montreal.

May 25:. Two more chateaux

We're back in the Loire and had two tickets to use for Chambord and Blois.  Again, lots of history and turrets, but we're definitely castled out after we spent most of the day at them.  As we were leaving La Chapelle this morning Michel told us about the rotating greves (strikes) affecting trains, so that was something else to worry about as we have train tickets for Paris tomorrow.

We'd arranged to stay with JP again in Tours but I mistakenly told him Thursday so he wasn't home at 7:00 when we arrived.  We also rang his neighbor's buzzer by mistake which likely saved us as she called him for us (again, a problem having no cell service) and we straightened it out.  She checked our train for us and found it would be running tomorrow, a relief.  We were famished as we skipped lunch  so were happy to spend the time at an Asian buffet down the street until he got home at 10:00.  Then I panicked thinking I'd lost my wallet but found it in the end.  Some days are just too long!

Chambord
double-helixed staircase 



Blois

King's chamber at Blois