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To: epicure who wrote (36146)4/27/1999 12:56:00 PM
From: The Philosopher  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 108807
 
Yep -- the best things are often the simplest. One of my favorite memories was watching the boats sailing on Regents Park Lake. Hours of simple fun. I was asked what one thing I wanted, and I wanted a model boat that actually sailed, and I got it and I still have it after too many moves and way too many years! And those little lead soldiers of Beefeaters. Simple stuff but things you don't see or get to do at home.

And always the castles, ruined or not. And cliffs. And, Coby, don't overlook the Giant's Causeway in Northern Ireland -- it's fantastic and a great place to spend a few hours scrambling over rocks.



To: epicure who wrote (36146)4/27/1999 1:05:00 PM
From: Ilaine  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 108807
 
Your post reminded me of when we went to see Circa 1492, a blockbuster event at the Smithsonian, for the 500th anniversary, in 1992. There were paintings, sculpture, and all kinds of gadgets and devices from the time period, wonderful things that had never been gathered together before and probably never would again. Heironymous Bosch, Albrecht Durer, Michelangelo, stuff from ancient Cathay, gold sculptures from Mesoamerica, samurai swords, I mean it was just overwhelming. We had tickets for the last day, and thought the boys would like it. Wrong. They were seven and five at the time. It took at least four hours to see the whole show, and I skipped the Asian stuff. I recall us taking turns carrying Nick, and dragging Ben. We were grimly determined to stick it out, I remember thinking that the kids would get over it, but I might never see any of this stuff again in my life.