Quintessentially British

Lunch at the top of the former Peter Johns – now John Lewis & partners

Before passing by the Royal Society of Sculptures:

In South Kensington, visiting the NHM is a must:

Dippy, the Diplodocus, is on tour and has been replaced by Hope, the blue whale.

I had arrived in London just on time for the end of the proms:

Which I enjoyed with some Osmanthus tea from Guilin:

Jerusalem song:

And the national Anthem:

A celebration of British tradition and classical music.

And on that note:


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Thank you for following Trouspinet’s summer 2018 adventures 😁

Paris part 2

The next day… I found the best baguette in Paris

I strolled down Bonaparte road…

..and ended up at l’atelier γ€Šle prince jardinier 》.

A decoration shop specialising in the art of taxidermy. Photos aren’t allowed but its very impressive, like a mini Natural History Museum.

Lunch at the brasserie γ€ŠLe Saint Placide 》

I then took a detour via the parisian metro to see the metal tower,

Before going to the atelier des Lumieres.

For some reason, the atelier doesn’t allow visitors to buy tickets at the ticket office after 4pm so you have to reserve online – however, their wifi is slow so we ended up searching for a bar with Wi-Fi.

As it turned out, all foreigners seemed to end up at the same place with the same problem : Express bar, which is run by an Englishman who doesn’t mind his French.

The exhibition this time was about G. Klimt and F. Hundertwaaser.

Essentially people sitting in a room with the paintings and motifs moving around via various visual effects:

Looking closely one can see the pixels.

After that, I dined at the Bon vivant (tuna steak was delicous, courgette spaghetti with melon mousse was also very good – very nice atmosphere)

Which is right next to the cinema: le grand Atelier.

(The movie was blackkklansman in vo)

The pantheon:

Last morning in Paris – I went to the winner of the best baguette in Paris:

(Je suis une baguette)

Before taking the eurostar back to London.

Paris part 1

The day started with lunch at the St germain-en-laye golf club,

With babapapa ice cream

Before touring Paris

Trouspinet doesn’t understand how 33cl of coca cola can cost 5.8€

Cocktails are better value for money

Luxembourg gardens:

The old roads of Paris

Wallace water fountains:

Tour γ€ŠSt Jacques 》

Sainte Chapelle:

The bird market

Notre Dame – there was an ongoing service so there aren’t any pictures of the inside

After wandering from place to place, searching for an affordable restaurant – I settled on a Japanese set menu.

A beggar used a fishing pole to hold his cup:

Fancy dress skaters on St Louis bridge:

Notre Dame de Paris:

The infamous urinals that have made international news:

French version of the Natural History Museum:

Surprisingly, my favourite section – mineralogy – was a lot less popular than the T-Rex exhibition.

Orleans in a few (dozen) pictures

Cathedral γ€Š Sainte Croix d’Orleans 》:

Le petit train starts its journey in front of the cathedral:

The little train travels around Orleans’ ancient town:

Every corner of every street is marked by the figure of Jeanne d’Arc on her horse, who helped liberate the city from the English in 1429.

House of Jeanne d’Arc:

At the end of the trainride, I took to the pedestrian passages of the ancient town.

Emperor road with its wood-sided houses:

The garden of hotel Groslot and the remains of the former chapel γ€Š Saint Jacques 》:

Inside the cathedral:

Groslot hotel:

Some shopping before the apero:

On weekends a little book market installs itself on Place du Martroi.

Orleans is situated on the Loire:

Back into the ancient town:

Museum of history and architecture:

Orleans is a very pleasant town to visit, especially during sales.

Near the Breton border

All this copious French food meant I was due for a morning run. I headed towards Kermoisan, passing by the many “biscuiteries Bretonnes”.

I passed by the lovely hamlet of Tregate:

Outside of Tregate were the salt marshes of Guerande, which form a spider’s web on Google maps.

The paludier’s belongings are put to rest on Sunday:

In the background you can see the Saint Guenole in Batz-sur-mer.

The salt marshes are defined by muddy paths, which all but ruined by trainers.

I rejoined the road, going up midway through the saltmarshes before walking along the road to Pouliguen.

The “port de plaisance” in Pouliguen:

Which continues along the beach of La Baule escoublac:

In the afternoon, it was time to settle back and enjoy the sun.

Or for those with more sunburn-prone skin, slowly hide in the shade of the tent.

Dinner tonight was a Greek feast:


Today I had a boat excursion with the family from Pornic to Noirmontier. (Skipping the day that involved 25 hours traveling by plane and train to get there)

In the early morning, I prepared my pack lunch:

Pornic is a lovely little town:

All aboard the pirate boat:

Hidden underneath the deck was a very French breakfast:

The ship is run by a Sailor dog named Jasmine:

Breakfast was served

Under his watchful gaze.

At this point, everyone on the boat was looking very French.

Before landing at Noirmontier, It was aperitivy time:


The family settled camp for lunch, causing fellow travellers to flee:

A little beach nearby with cute huts on stilts:

Another, larger beach with villas on the side.

The old lighthouse:

Tourists strictly following the rules:

Sailor dog led the taxi back to the ship:

Finishing a very French day with a French summer time dinner: pate-en-croute, jambon, rillettes, cornichons, salade et melon!

Hong Kong 5

Along the waterfront is the Sun Yet Sen memorial park.

The high speed ferry to Macau :

Tennis at dynasty club, among the skyscrapers:

The game was interrupted by another outburst of rain.

Lunch was also in dynasty club:

Yuanyang is a mixture of 50% latte, 50% milk tea.

Deep fried crab salad:

Pork chop rice:

On the way to Wan Chai market, I grabbed a shake shake fries from McDonald’s (kimchi flavoured).

At Wan Chai market, I bought some clothes to blend in with the locals:

(At the time, I didn’t realise this was meant for a wine bottle)

I took the tram back

Passing by some herbal Chinese medicine and dried fish shops.

$$$ Ginseng $$$

In the afternoon, I visited a overpriced Sailor Moon-themed cafe.

Roses = buns, drink = shaved ice Rosie peach

Finished the day with takeaway.

And a drink in a hotel bar:

With a very fancy bathroom.

Hong Kong 4

I woke up early at 4:30am to climb up to Victoria peak for a sunrise view.

The alternative is just to take a taxi up (Not a bad idea).

Instead of staying at the viewing platform, I climbed up to the actual peak (next to a water supply station):

It was very foggy so there wasn’t much of a view.

I then walked down to Victoria peak garden.

It was here that I came across a female Nephila pilipes’ web.

One of the largest spiders in the world

The garden has paths surrounding the peak but there wasn’t much that was visible.

I then went down to the Lion viewing platform.

And took the cable car down.

It’s looks a bit Harry Potter-themed.

The cable car’s terminus is in Hong Kong park, which is quite peaceful in the morning.

You can climb up this tower to see a view of the concrete forest.

Next to it is the Fighting SARS memorial:

Tired, I walked to the closest Starbucks, which happened to be Bing sutt-themed, a Hong Kong cafe in the 50s.

I had a red grape jelly frappuccino and lemon & lavender scone.

At the central pier, I visited Hong Kong’s maritime museum.

Hong Kong eye:

Man Mo temple:

Man Mo temple is located on Hollywood road, which has lots of antique shops.

There’s a road from here that leads to Western market.

(Picture from tram last night)

The first floor is dedicated to cloth sellers, who mainly sell silk.

I stayed on the ground floor, enjoying an iced toddy palm juice.

After a nap, I made my way to Chungqing mansions and ate dinner at a Indian restaurant.

Found some sweet friends on the way to Star ferry pier!

Tried some egg puffs:

Before taking the star ferry to the island.

Very appropriately dressed for the occasion

My feelings about the flat being on the top floor with no lift:


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