Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Monday, April 23, 2012

Läckö Castle

The photo was taken in the summer of 2011
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A few hours drive North from here is Sweden's largest lake Vänern. On a peninsula there you can find this castle. There has been a castle in some form on this location since the late 13th century. I'm not sure when the current castle was built, but I assume it was somewhere around the 16th or 17th century.
If you're ever near the Southern shores of Lake Vänern or the town of Lidköping it's worth paying a visit to this castle.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Photos from London (part 3)

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The third and last time I've been in London was the same trip as when I was in Edinburgh in 2010. So it was with my friend Olívia and her mother. We arrived in London the day before the volcano on Iceland erupted so that was a bit of luck. We took almost 300 photos during the 10 days we were there so I had to pick just a few to show here.

The glass ceiling of the great court at The British Museum

Parthenon at The British Museum

The London Eye (with a missing pod)

A blue door, but not THE blue door in Notting Hill

A Squirrel in Kensington Gardens

A bird bathing in the round pond in Kensington Gardens

Olívia and a raven inside the Tower of London

A space suit at the Science Museum

An aeroplane at the Science Museum

The stage of The Phantom of the Opera. Just after I took
This photo they told us we weren't allowed to take photos.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Photos from London (part 2)

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My second time in London was just a weekend. Didn't have much time to take photos but here are some of the ones I did take.
The London Eye
St. Stephen's Tower
Westminster Abbey

Rogerio and Marcos trying to read a map

The Brazilian bank in London

Monday, April 9, 2012

Photos from London (part 1)

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My first time in London was back in December 2004-January 2005. I visited some of my Brazilian friends who used to live there back then. These are some of the photos I took (or that was taken with my camera) during those days.

Piccadilly Circus. The first thing I saw
in London when I arrived.


St. Stephen's Tower

Me (in sunglasses), Katia and
Rogerio in a phone box.
Photo by: Marcos Cerutti

Rogerio a guard and Marcos
at that horse guard place on
Whitehall.

Marcos, the late Jon Nödtveidt, Katia,
Jon's girlfriend and Rogerio.
We were on our way to an In Flames concert
in Hammersmith when Marcos saw Jon
(from the band Dissection) at the bus stop.

Marcos shows what he thinks of
Sainsbury's.

Me standing on London Bridge with
Tower Bridge in the background.
Photo by: Marcos Cerutti

Tower Bridge

Houses of Parliament on New Year's Eve.

Polish girl (Ana I think her name was),
Rogerio, Me and Marcos at the
Marlborough Head on New Year's Eve.
Photo by: Katia Schmidt

Monday, February 6, 2012

Memories from my vacations in Scotland (part 2: spring of 2010)

Part 1 can be found here
Fast forward almost 10 years and we're in spring of 2010. Now this time I did have a digital camera so I have a lot of photos. My friend Olívia and her mother came to Europe so I met up with them in London before taking the train up to Edinburgh.I arrived in London the day before that Icelandic volcano erupted and luckily we had gotten train tickets in advance.
We spent four days in Edinburgh. Staying at The George Hotel on George Street. A wonderful hotel with a very, very friendly staff. The restaurant where you have breakfast was also very nice with very nice staff. The waitress who got embarrassed when I asked if the tip was included or not and said yes please, and got even more embarrassed, when I asked if she wanted wanted some since it wasn't, was very cute too. Next time I'm going to Scotland I will be staying at that hotel for sure.

A trip to Edinburgh is not complete without a visit to Cockburn Street and it's small shops. You can find Cockburn Street near Waverley Railway Station serpenting it's way up the hill to The Royal Mile near the North Bridge. I had to take this photo of the street sign because although it's not pronounced like people think it does ('ck' is silent and the 'o' is more like an 'oh'), when you read it the first time it sounds like something you will get from having unprotected sex with a questionable person.
There are many small museums you can visit. The Museum of Childhood Musem of Childhood on The Royal Mile is one of them. It's ok. If you like old toys and dolls you definitely should go! The only other museum that I've been to in Edinburgh is the National War Museum of Scotland. It's located inside Edinburgh Castle and is very interesting indeed.
Ye Olde Christmas Shoppe is a store on The Royal Mile that is a must if you like anything about Christmas decorations. Personally I'm not a big fan of decorations but I did buy some as gifts. It's nice to see that a store like that can survive though. Open almost all year around too if I'm not mistaken.
Again I had some bad luck with Palace of Holyroodhouse. When we finally made our way down there it was closed for the day. I did get to see what the Scottish parliament building looks like after it was finished though. So not a complete waste of time. Also I got to take this nice photo of my friend in front of a gate.
The next day we took a bus tour with Scotline Tours up to the Highlands and Loch Ness. It was a very nice tour and the guide (Sir Peter) was very good. First stop on the way was in Callander. There we got to meet Hamish the Hairy Coo. It's not the first time I've seen highland cattle, but I'm sure a lot of tourists are fascinated by the cow with long hair. Before we got there though we passed Doune Castle very briefly. I wasn't able to take any good photo of it. For those who don't know, Doune Castle is the castle used in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. It's almost every castle in the whole movie. Next time I go to Scotland I will try to go there to see it up close.

One of these peaks is Ben Nevis. I can't say which one because I don't remember which one was pointed out to me. Also the clouds makes it hard to see which one is the highest. However this photo was taken at the second world war memorial. I did take a photo of that too, but I can't post too many photos or else this blog post will never end.
When we had arrived at Loch Ness we got off the bus for a while at Urquhart Castle. After having an hour or so to walk around and take photos we got on the boat Jacobite Queen and went all the way up to Inverness. The photo was taken through the window of the Jacobite Queen.
Edinburgh Castle was our destination the next day. I think we looked at everything they had in there. Seeing the crown jewels are totally worth the entrance fee. Again I can't post all the photos I took there so I decided to pick one from outside the entrance.
Last day in Scotland we started off with a trip to Stirling to see the castle there. It's a very, very nice town and I wouldn't mind living there. On our way up to the top of the hill I saw this sign and thought how great it would be to have that law in Sweden as well. I really hate walking around like if I'm walking in a mine field. Especially at night when you can't really see if there's anything other than the street where you put your feet.
Anyhow, we had a pleasant morning walking around in the castle learning a lot about the history of it and from up there we got a faraway look at the Wallace Monument through the mist. After we had seen everything we could at the castle went down the hill again and found a nice little pub where we had lunch.
In the afternoon, after we got back to Edinburgh, we went for a walk in Princes Street Gardens. It was a lovely spring day with lots of people around and I doubt anyone would actually try to bathe in that fountain. Although I guess they have that sign there for a reason.

Friday, February 3, 2012

Memories from my vacations in Scotland (part 1: summer of 2000)

I've always like Scotland. I don't know if it's because of the beauty of the Highlands or the sexy accent or the red-haired females or the very friendly people. Or maybe something completely different. Like bagpipes?
Anyhow, my mother likes bagpipe music and Scotland and she wanted to see Scotland at least once in her life. So in the summer of 2000 my brother and I took my mom on a weekend trip to Edinburgh.
My mom has always been afraid of flying, but once we were up in the air she was more bored than scared. We had a layover at London Gatwick and when we were on the plane waiting to taxi out on the runway the pilot started talking on the intercom. He said that there was a delay but hopefully we would get to Glasgow in time anyways. At this point some of the passengers started looking around and one person asked the flight attendant if he really said Glasgow and not Edinburgh. The flight attendant said no of course he didn't. Then the pilot started talking again. This time about how the weather was in Glasgow. This time the flight attendant heard it and walked over to the cockpit and yelled at him that we were going to Edinburgh. After a brief pause the pilot said that he was sorry about that and that he had come in from Glasgow earlier and thought he was going back there again. After another pause he said "don't you just hate it when that happens in the morning?"
This was before digital cameras were everywhere so I just had an old 35mm-film camera with me. I didn't take many photos and I have none of them on my computer. We mostly spent the weekend on Princes Street and The Royal Mile. We visited Edinburgh Castle and walked all the way down to Palace of Holyroodhouse but unfortunately the Queen was there so we couldn't go in. The new parliament building was still being built too. Then we went to George Street to buy a t-shirt at Hardrock Café and I almost got run over by a car because I looked left instead of right. Very embarrassed I looked down at the ground (because if I can't see other people they can't see me) and there in large friendly letters it said "LOOK RIGHT".
The hotel we stayed at was Piries Hotel on Coates Garden. A small and cosy hotel about 5-10 minutes walk from Princes Street.
On our flight back home we again had a layover at London Gatwick and while we were waiting for the passengers to get into the plane the flight attendant came up to our row (way back in the plane on row 20 or so) with a small girl that wasn't too happy. The flight attendant told us that to our left was a mother and two kids and this girl was the friend of them but she had gotten a seat up front (row 4 I think). So the flight attendant wanted to know if any of us would be ok with switching places with this girl so she didn't have to sit all by herself up front. I immediatly said sure and asked what seat it was. The flight attendant was almost shocked at my quick reply and the girl had a huge smile that made it worth the trouble of walking against the flow of passengers.
Part 2 can be found here