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This classic is coming from a hard time, long gone and completely up in the background of the city......
I've been doing something in Scheveningen for a long time now, and with such a gift of beautiful air, everything hasn't been in vain, don't you think ?
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This Russian Orthodox convent was established in 1871 and was nicknamed Gorny or Moskovia by the locals. The beautiful golden onion domes dominate the Ein Kerem. The monastery is located on a hilltop above the Church of the Visitation and is visible from the surrounding valley.
A small village surrounded by fjords...The old fjord farms are one of the foremost cultural monuments we have, as they are located in out of the way spots down by the fjord, or high up on rock shelves.
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Burgers at Pearls voted #7 in the nation by Trip Advisor.
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Schloss Puchheim / Puchheim Castle - Puchheimer Au - Attnang-Puchheim - Bezirk Vöcklabruck - Hausruckviertel - Oberösterreich / Upper Austria - Österreich / Austria
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Restaurant aux Anciens Canadiens (in the city’s oldest house, dated 1676), Quebec (Upper City), Canada
Even though this is summer, Iceland's notoriously changeable Iceland summer weather can still throw many a curveball. Days can feel cold if the wind blows from the north and there may well be plenty of rainy days.
Munsiyari is the most beautiful town of Kumaon region. This small Himalayan town is located at the foothill of Panchachuli peaks or five peaks.
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In Koya-San on a graveyard. That day it's raining cats and dogs, so you can see in Large, from under my umbrella i took some shots....i hope you like it....:)
Okuno-in, on Mount Koya, is the inner sanctuary and site of Kukai's ( posthumously known as Kobo Daishi ) tomb. The surrounding forest serves as a huge cemetery.
Go-Ahead Ireland VDL Futura DD LF853 (232-D-8623) seen operating route 126 from Dublin city centre to Newbridge.
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Los amigos que tienes y cuya amistad ya has puesto a prueba engánchalos a tu alma con ganchos de acero.
William Shakespeare
Its all very retro at Vauxhall bus station, as London General LT 60 swings in on route 87 to Aldwych, a nod to commemorate the predecessor of London Transport (Buses) - London General Omnibus Company (LGOC) complete with gold fleetnames and roundels.
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Sunday at Son Bou, and not a menu del dia to be found. Of course there wasn’t. The bargain lunchtime menu is a weekday thing. We were hoping the cafe Ali had scouted on Tripadvisor would have its doors open, but no such luck. After a couple of circuits of the small seaside resort in a state of soft alarm at the prices on the menus in front of each establishment, we were eventually swayed by the avuncular charms of the septuagenarian proprietor of the bar at the end of the precinct. Food acceptable, portion sizes miniscule, final bill distinctly hefty. Four euros and twenty cents for a flipping cortado, don’t you know! Four euros for two medium sized gulps of coffee. I’d paid one fifty somewhere away from the coast for one of these. We made a note to purchase a freezer block and some tin foil and bring sandwiches on the next weekend outing to the coast. I could bring my own coffee in a flask too for that matter. In the background, a CD player reeled out reggae makeovers of famous hits. “Beds are Burning” was being played at the moment. For some an anthem speaking out against injustice, but here, a jaunty Sunday afternoon grin-along with a dash of calypso thrown into the mix to lend the place an air of reassuring mediocrity. I presented my credit card to our smiling host and prepared for the hit. “No thank you, we’ll skip dessert.” He was a delightful old rascal, clapping my shoulder with a wide grin as he encouraged my attempts to order from the menu in Spanish. Still a rascal with his eyes on my credit card though.
And then to the beach. If I’d been looking forward to the long sand blown strip that hugs the south coast of the island here, I was soon going to be disappointed. The only thing didn’t seem to be sandy was the sea bed, and a foray into the surprisingly choppy waters revealed a sharp and rocky expanse beneath my feet that I hadn’t been expecting. No bodysurfing here then - not unless I wanted to come out of the sea sporting a fetching new array of weeping grazes all over my body. After a brief dip, I gave up and returned to the novel I was reading. If all else fails, fall asleep in the sun. Always a good motto for a place like this.
Of course there was another motive for coming here. Although it was one where it didn’t look as if my usual obsessive planning had materialised quite as I’d hoped. Ali made it quite clear I’d be going on my own. It was quite a long way to that rock, especially over a course of unrelentingly soft white sand. And any notions I had of walking over two kilometres of duckboards through the dunes behind the beach were soon cast aside to be buried in the sand that I very quickly found myself wading through. Was it going to be worth all this hassle - just to photograph a rock? I reminded myself that I found that rock after the light had vanished, just three days earlier when we’d walked to the point from the opposite direction. Bearing in mind our disappointment at the beach itself, this was going to be my only chance. I kept on walking, making painfully slow progress as my boots filled with a billion grains of fine white sand. Two kilometres took three quarters of an hour on foot. But eventually, and with time to spare before sunset, I arrived at the rock.
It looked like a huge, stubby fish, sculpted from the sea bed, top heavy and mounted on a plinth in the shallows for all to see. It was the rock I’d come looking for on that earlier visit, one of the very few landscape photography subjects I’d known about before boarding the plane. On the crown stood an unpaid model that very briefly left the scene just once during close to an hour that I spent here. Apart from that, it barely moved at all, as if some passing tog had superglued its feet to the top of the stack. I returned to the spot at the bottom of the low cliffs that I’d found a few days earlier, balancing on that wobbly rock once more as I settled into the scene, a soft yellow sun glowing gently as it lowered towards the horizon. A passing dog came to say hello and see what I was doing - the owners kept away from the strange man concentrating on the rock with the seagull on top, juddering back and forth on his unstable platform as if in some strange quasi-religious trance.
Here in my happy zone, time flew by like this particular seagull didn’t, and it wasn’t long at all before the blue hour was announcing an intention to head for the curtains and usher in the darkening veil of dusk. It was time to start the long walk back to the car, which was ten minutes of even more sand beyond the place on the beach from where I’d set off earlier. This was going to be a bit tiresome. I did at least have a torch. The things we do to get a picture at times.
Photography of a woman in traditional dress in Japan
There are typically two types of clothing worn in Japan: traditional clothing known as Japanese clothing (和服, wafuku), including the national dress of Japan, the kimono, and Western clothing (洋服, yōfuku), which encompasses all else not recognised as either national dress or the dress of another country......
I noticed this old barn while driving down in Gaspe, You wonder how it survives the strong winds and heavy loads during winter. I guess its a testament to the way things used to be built.
From this point you had a beautiful view of the city, the late evening sun also enjoyed the sense of freedom.......
I appreciate to talk about pictures, used gear and color rendition but please: don’t copy/paste group badges and awards to my pictures, that’s just spam and I will delete them, thank you
De Sonora Pass is een 2.933 meter hoge bergpas in de Sierra Nevada in de Amerikaanse staat Californië. State Route 108 steekt de pas over en het Pacific Crest Trail kruist ze. Het is de op een na hoogste pas van de Sierra Nevada waar een weg over gaat. De Sonora Pass ligt op de grens van Alpine County, Mono County en Tuolumne County en op de grens van Stanislaus National Forest en Humboldt-Toiyabe National Forest.
I had never entered Amble before. But I knew the name. Despite having no knowledge about the place (perhaps like you have no idea what Wick is like). Passing the sign that optimistically welcomed me to the town of Amble, I passed the directions for the marina that every coastal town has to have these days. Like a council estate. And I headed towards the little fishing harbour down streets thinly populated by an 'amusement' arcade, a fish and chip shop, one or two pound shops, a currency exchange store, a couple of charity shops and some uninviting looking, aged pubs. I passed into the older part of town which so strongly reminded me of Wick in Caithness, so often the end of the world for the weary traveller who thought it would be a good idea to go all the way to John O'Groats. It was a place infested by 'dirty Wickers' and I involuntarily went into defensive mode as I travelled through Amble's streets lined by grim terraced properties. I found myself to the harbour area. A crowd of grey seagulls stood like moody football thugs on a small grassed area by the Fish Shack (on the Sea Quest) as if waiting for the end of a minute's silence for a revered player who had just died, whilst white squares of grease proof paper caught in spirals of wind amongst the huts. Some people huddled in anoraks, hoods up, as they ate wooden chips and crunchy fish at a wooden trestle table overlooking the short, steep beach. A small, black hulled fishing boat entered the estuary, momentarily disappearing into the yellow light of the low sun reflected on the water. Darcy leapt to the end of her stretchy lead to make the gulls take flight. They didn't move. She barked a happy "hello", and wagged her tail to a passing collie and owner. But they passed by, unhearing, unseeing.
Oh, I go on! It wasn't all that bad, but it definitely reminded me of Wick. Which all the way from my childhood, I thought was grim.
In fact, TripAdvisor reviews for the Fish Shack are a mixed bag of fish and chips www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Restaurant_Review-g1480277-d1046882...
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In 1308 the Moorish King Mohamed III built a mezquita in the Alhambra. When the Christians conquered Granada, they destroyed the mezquita and built the Church of Santa Maria de la Encarnacion of the Alhambra. This was a common practice at that time and occurred in many places all over Spain. The church was designated as the first cathedral of Granada, but later lost this designation when the Granada Cathedral was constructed. This church is located beside the Carlos V Palace.
The church was designed by Juan de Herrera in the Renaissance style and was started in 1581 by Ambrosio de Vico and finished in 1617. The ground plan follows the Latin cross, with one central nave and with three chapels on each side of the nave. There is also an elegant bell tower. The facade of the church is made of brick and stone. The pulpit was created by Martin de Aranda and there is a baptismal font in the form of a shell, which used to be the base of a Moorish fountain. This dates back to the 13th to 15th centuries.
The main altar is Baroque in style and was the work of Juan Lopez Almagro, created in 1671. There are four large Solomonic columns on its facade. The center of the altarpiece is occupied by a sculpture of Our Lady of Anguish. On top of this image is a large Crucifixion that was created by the sculptor Alonso de Mena in 1634. On each side of the sculpture of Our Lady of Anguish is the sculpture of Santa Ursula and Santa Susana, also by Alonso de Mena.
In the chapel on the left side of the main altar is a sculpture of Ecce Homo (Christ) that was made by Pedro de Mena. In the right chapel there is a sculpture of St. Joseph and the Christ Child, created by the sculptor Turcuato Ruiz de Peral. On the left side of the nave is a throne of the Cofradia de Santa Maria de la Alhambra that is used for Holy Week processions. This throne is a model of the Alhambra done in silver and gold. On top of it is placed the statue of Our Lady of Anguish.
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“Riomaggiore's best kept secret” by Kiiri S.:
I almost don't want to write this review because I'm afraid I'll never get a table here again once everyone hears about how amazing it is. People complain about the Cinque Terre being overrun by tourists these days, but head a little bit off the beaten path and you'll find yourself sitting with a glass of wine and a sweeping view of the village and sea almost all to yourself. Fuori Rotta is run by three of the nicest, most hardworking guys, who add a touch of coolness and creativity to the Riomaggiore wine bar scene. The music is always perfect, the dishes imaginative, generous, and delicious, and the vibe is laid back and welcoming. Such an awesome find off the beaten track!
Varadero, also referred to as Playa Azul (Blue Beach), is a resort town in the province of Matanzas, Cuba, and one of the largest resort areas in the Caribbean. Varadero Beach is rated one of the world's best beaches in TripAdvisor's Traveler's Choice Awards since 2019, ranking at number two. Common activities include fishing and excursions to Matanzas, Cárdenas, and the Península de Zapata.
Varadero is known as a tourist resort town, with more than 20 km of white sandy beaches. The first tourists visited Varadero as early as the 1870s, and for years it was considered an elite resort. In 1910 the annual rowing regatta was started; five years later the first hotel, named Varadero, which later was renamed Club Nautico, was built. Tourism grew in the early 1930s as Irénée du Pont, an American millionaire, built his estate on the peninsula (now Maison Xanadu or DuPont House). People who have stayed in the area include Al Capone.
After the Cuban Revolution in 1959, many mansions were expropriated from their rich owners. These mansions soon became museums. As a symbol of the new integrated tourism for Cubans and foreign visitors of all social classes, the Park of the 8000 Cubicles (Parque de las 8000 Taquillas) was built in 1960. Visitors could leave their belongings in the basement of the park, had access to sanitary installations and gastronomic services on the first floor, and could rent bathing articles and swimsuits. The surroundings of the park became the center of the city.
Between the 1960s and 1980s Varadero transformed itself into a cultural center. During those years the central park (8000 Taquillas) (located between 44th and 46th Street) saw countless concerts, festivals and sporting events.
The 1990s brought the start of another hotel building campaign, mostly in the 4-star and 5-star segment. Many of the hotels are operated or co-owned by foreign businesses like Meliá, Barceló, TRYP, etc. (France's Club Med used to have a property but has since left Varadero.) As international tourism was opened up, the local population expanded with the arrival of people, some in key economic positions, from other parts of Cuba. As a consequence, Varadero has lost much of its social and cultural life and its traditions. The central park, the cinema and various cultural meeting places were neglected in favor of a hotel-centered all-inclusive-tourism and finally closed. The International Carnival, an initiative of Cubans and foreigners started in the 1980s, also ceased.
In addition to the beach, Varadero has natural attractions such as caves and a chain of easily accessed virgin cays. There are also cultural, historical and environmental attractions in the vicinity, such as the cities of Matanzas and Cárdenas, the Zapata Peninsula and the resort of San Miguel de los Baños. Varadero, which is a free port, also possesses facilities for scuba diving, deep-sea fishing, yachting and other water sports.
Varadero receives more than 1 million tourists annually.
Varadero is primarily visited by European and Canadian tourists. The number of U.S. tourists visiting Varadero, although increasing, has been limited because of the U.S. government restrictions that make it difficult for U.S. citizens to visit Cuba as "tourists", as defined by US rules.
Varadero is home to one of two Canadian Consulates in Cuba.
De stadsmuur van Zwolle is een stadsmuur die in vroegere tijden diende als bescherming tegen belegeringen en kanonsvuur. De stadsmuur van Zwolle heeft één keer een beleg moeten doorstaan.
In 2004 werden er tijdens een opgraving aan Achter de Broeren restanten blootgelegd van twee oude stadsmuren. De eerste muur dateert van voor 1300 en de andere muur is in de 14e eeuw gebouwd om de oudere muur te vervangen, omdat deze verzakte.
De muur omgaf de gehele stad. Oorspronkelijk waren er 23 torens opgenomen in de muur. Hiervan zijn alleen de Zwanentoren, de Wijndragerstoren en de Pelserpoorttoren overgebleven.
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Mérida is the capital city of the Autonomous region of Extremadura and is set in the heart of the Province of Badajoz. One of the most important Roman capital cities at the height of Roman occupation of Spain, the city today has one of the best preserved collections of Roman monuments anywhere in Europe.
the small church of the inner harbor, built to the port workers to turn to regular church attendance. the small church was so popular among the city dwellers that at some point had to be denied access to non-dock workers.
het kerkje van de binnenhaven, gebouwd om de havenarbeiders aan te zetten tot regelmatig kerkbezoek. het kerkje werd zo populair onder de stadsbewoners dat op zeker moment de toegang moest worden ontzegd aan niet-havenarbeiders.
... with a goat's cheese tart and other GF food which my wife chose.
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