Day 36 – Arrival in France July 14, 1934 – Bastille Day

They had a cabin for the overnight crossing to Le Havre.  They were met by a man from American Express who guided them smoothly through customs and onto the train to Paris.  She writes that her initial impression was that the countryside looked more like home.  They were met at the station in Paris (presumably he took them to their hotel).  They were staying at the Regina on the Rue de Rivoli.

They watched the parade of the Garde Republican, Infantry and Cavalry.

Regina

237px-Hôtel_Regina_au_début_du_20ème_siècle Hotel Regina at the beginning of the 20th century

 

Day 30 – London

It being Sunday they slept late and after breakfast they walked to Westminster and caught the music and the recessional at the  end of the service.  They walked around for a while.  She keeps mentioning seeing “funny” or “queer” people. ( I interpret this to mean just different or unusual from people watching in Boston or New York)

They had lunch in Scott’s – {a famous restaurant on Coventry Street in the West End.)  My mother had a sherry. lobster salad, and strawberries

Scott's_Restaurant,_Coventry_Street,_1892–4,_in_1895 Scott’s in 1895

After lunch They went to the British Museum and then via what seemed a long and complicated route to Hampton Court.  Returned the same way and finally took a bus to the foot of Haymarket where they met the Lewises and the DeLongs.  They all walked back to Westminster.  Walked through Trafalgar to Lyons Corner House.  Along the way she had a serious talk with Mr. Lewis about religion,  Met Mr. Thomas.  They all had something to eat and then waked up to the Belgravia.  It seemed sad to say goodby to them again.

A Place Forgone

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Once upon a time, long ago, I had a scholarship to study in Nancy in the North of France. For a variety of reasons I decided not to avail myself of this honor.  A path not taken.

Cat On Barn Steps

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This is an old photo and rather faded but I like it all the same.  The cat was in my sister’s barn maybe 30+ years ago – younger days.  At that time we were visiting from Bangladesh and the farm and all the animals were extra special.  I am extra partial to cats – and the browns and grays in this photo – and the memories it evokes.