Where am I - Travel Game II.

I'm more picture dense than you are.....unless it comes from Blekko or Google I have no idea how to post these things. Occasionally, I've just gotten lucky at it.

Hi Sturgis. I'll take up your option and post another garden theme to start with.


Where am I?

Greatly appreciated Dutchy.


You are on the planet Earth.

Hmmm...Europe somewhere?

Exactly there, I've surrendered to one of those street photographers ...okay, I gave in to the wish of the missus and let him take a photo .... with un appareil photographique instantané ...

I think that I know that I recognize that. Have to google to be sure.

Ok, I'm semi sure it's a view in the Tuilleries Gardens right near the Louvre in Paris.

For any photo that is not one of your own sitting somewhere on your own computer, but instead is somewhere from the web:

1) if it's a photo in the middle of an article, click on the photo and choose "show image in another window", then highlight and copy that url (the line above on the screen that starts with http:// and should end in jpg. or gif.)
2) paste that into the reply box on a2k and then
3) highlight that, and click on Img in the bcc button selection
4) or put these at the beginning and end of that highlighted url manually -
[img] and at the end [/img]
At least that's how it works with a mac, and with a pc it is very similar but I don't remember the details.

If it's a google images photo, google has changed its image urls recently. They only work for me now if the url is short, for example, seven inches, instead of going on forever in some kind of hundred character format (the first bunch of google images on a page are apt to be the long ones). Neither of these now end in jpg. or gif., at least that I've seen.

Sometimes google images takes you to the photo showing up over an obvious page with same photo on it. Then you click X on that overlying photo and do the whole thing as above 1) to 4).


For a photo of your own on your own computer - then you have to transfer/upload it to a photo site such as photobucket so you can get an url that ends in jpg. or gif.

100% correct ossobuco, you've done well. You have the honour once again.

Have to think a bit, back soon.

One more garden -

Why do I get the idea that this garden is in Italy?

Is that a pregnant mermaid? Any concrete statue makes me think Italy - especially if it's a lion.

I suppose, it's a "sirena".

Eureka! Bomarzo, Park of the Monsters, in the province of Viterbo, Italy.

You're all right, of course, and Dutchy is most so. Haven't been there myself, though I've spent a day and couple of nights in Viterbo. Somehow Bomarzo didn't appeal to me as a must see (in contrast to Villa Lante).


Some lions in the town of Viterbo -


That was one grey on grey visit. The good part is that I found a terrific restaurant.

I like "old" places like the one you show in your picture. For me, it has more character and ambiance than the modern steel and glass buildings - unless it's really unique.

Something old and something new, where am I?

It was a very grey day, me walking in the oldie part of town with a lot of weathered stone, very quiet that day, late April. I didn't mean that I didn't like it, that was just the ambiance. I ended up very hungry with no obvious restaurants around and so I kept wandering until I saw a place with a small sign saying something like Il Torre ristorante. Went down some dark stairs.. into what turned into a memorable episode of my restaurant life.

It was near the end of my trip, a trip when I had spent little and carried little with me. That was my black suit worn many times trip. Yes, it was washable, a mix of wool and poly. The menu was unbelievable. First there was the water menu, something like sixteen pages tightly typed. I had asked the friendly woman to choose one in the middle of the mineral spectrum, and so she did. Can't remember what I chose for a meal but that it was a main dish (I often only had appetizers and pasta, or bought snacks at an alimentaria) but it was excellent, and the big deal was that I ordered a bottle of good wine, a barolo, which I'd never tasted before but heard of. Some horrible amount of money like sixty dollars for the bottle. I was going to Rome the next day for a short respite at a favorite albergo and then to catch the plane home.

I took a long time to eat and drink my water and wine. There was a couple there a few tables away on what seemed like a romantic interlude. I wrote in my diary re the last day or two. Talked to the waitress off and on about Viterbo, why I stopped there (the piazza) and where I was from, and so on.

I didn't make much headway on the bottle of Barolo which was of course delicious. They only charged me for a glass or maybe it was two. She said they'd drink the rest of it.

Before l left, I went to the ladies room, and there were pamphlets on the way there about Slow Food. So, that was my first inkling of the whole Slow Food movement. Seemed like sane people, eh?

That huge block building behind looks vaguely eastern european to me, and the church dome has a bit of Russian/orthodox happening. But that's as much as I can get out of it.

That rings a bell. Have to stare at it a bit.

Hingehead you're around the mark!