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1) A picture of the Caronia which was taken at the dock in Southampton. This only shows about the front third of the boat, and it really is much bigger than it looks. (OM) 001.jpg 517KBytes | 2) Posing on the top deck--in mid-ocean. The structures on either side are for the lowering of life-boats. Apparently we lost the picture which we took on the boat going over. (OM) 002.jpg 504KBytes | 3) On board the Caronia. This is forward on the ship. (Anita) 003.jpg 463KBytes |
4) Playing shuffleboard on the boat deck.(Anita) I do not believe this is Anita playing.(Nancy) 004.jpg 511KBytes | 5) Having a stroll around the deck. (Anita) 005.jpg 401KBytes | 6) The life of ease. Sunning on the boat deck. (Anita) 006.jpg 794KBytes |
7) At the rail, but healthily enjoying the breezes. (Anita) 007.jpg 448KBytes | 8) On the boat deck. (Anita) 008.jpg 790KBytes | 9) The stern of the ship, showing tourist third decks. (Anita) 009.jpg 454KBytes |
10) Mrs. King, a fellow passenger. (Anita) 010.jpg 483KBytes | 11) Mrs. KIng, Mrs. Hicks, our table mate, and a Danish lady. (Anita) 011.jpg 697KBytes | 12) Anita in one of the courtyards at Versailles. The buildings are all one story affairs but are built of a beautiful pink marble. (OM) 012.jpg 738KBytes |
13) In the garden at Versailles. (Anita) 013.jpg 774KBytes | 14) The stables at Versailles. (Anita) 014.jpg 775KBytes | 15) A street in Fontainebleau from our balcony. (Anita) 015.jpg 799KBytes |
16) The chateau at Fontainebleau. (Anita) 016.jpg 713KBytes | 17) Just south of Fontainebleau along a delightful road. This gives an idea of the 'bicyclette' and how we carried our baggage. (OM) 017.jpg 612KBytes | 18) Lyons - from the railway station. (Anita) 018.jpg 674KBytes |
19) On the road just out of Marseilles. (Anita) 019.jpg 722KBytes | 20) The trolley bus outside of Marseilles. Can you see the two black poles slanting off to the left? Also two of the stragglers in the bicycle race. (OM) 020.jpg 560KBytes | 21) The movie theatre in Cuges, 25 miles from Marseilles. (Anita) 021.jpg 683KBytes |
22) Anita shows how to drink at the public fountain in the tiny town of Cuges about 25 miles out of Marseilles. (OM) 022.jpg 872KBytes | 23) Old ruins north of Allisules. (Anita) 023.jpg 523KBytes | 24) Mediterranean coast - the long hill that we walked. (Anita) 024.jpg 736KBytes |
25) On the road south of Le Beausset. (Anita) 025.jpg 489KBytes | 26) (Post Card) Pension at St. Maxime on the Mediterranean. Our room is seen to the right. The water dashed against these rocks. (Anita) 026.jpg 746KBytes | 27) This gives you an excellent idea of the coastline along the Mediterranean and you can see how that road must have wound up and down. Don't you think it is beautiful? (OM) 027.jpg 796KBytes |
28) Another little inlet of the sea. As I recall, this wall Anita is sitting on it about 100 feet above the water. (OM) 028.jpg 752KBytes | 29) This is the main street in Cannes, and behind us is one of the big resort hotels. Do you think I look like a Frenchman? (OM) 029.jpg 819KBytes | 30) Cannes (Anita) 030.jpg 671KBytes |
31) The entrance to the casino in Monte Carlo -- my advice is Stay Away. (OM) 031.jpg 486KBytes | 32) (Post Card) A map of the peaks near Interlaken showing the railway running up the Jungfrau. We took the route to the right, changing trains at Little Scheidegg to make the final climb. The dotted line is all tunnel. (Anita) 032.jpg 1148KBytes | 33) (Post Card) Wengernalp, one of the stations on the railway. Notice the peculiar electric engine. (Anita) 033.jpg 1162KBytes |
34) A blizzard on the Jungfrau the day we tried to climb it. The glaring snow makes photography almost impossible. (Anita) 034.jpg 786KBytes | 35) These two pictures were taken when it was snowing, but on account of the snow, the kodak needs no sun. Notice the colored goggles to keep out snow and the blinding light. As you can see, our guide was a little fellow and he had to be strong enough to hold both of us by the rope if we slipped. (OM) 035.jpg 775KBytes | 36) See #35 above 036.jpg 382KBytes |
37) Having a drink from a mountain stream near Interlaken. (Anita) 037.jpg 827KBytes | 38) A shepherd's hut on a mountain near Interlaken. (Anita) 038.jpg 684KBytes | 39) (Post Card) Our pension at Interlaken. This is the oldest house in Interlaken - over 300 years. No modern plumbing - but the sacrifice was worth while. The interior was even more quaint. (Anita) 039.jpg 1371KBytes |
40) (Post Card) The principal street in Interlaken. (Anita) 040.jpg 1277KBytes | 41) On the main street of Interlaken. (Anita) 041.jpg 504KBytes | 42) A typical Swiss home - just at the edge of Interlaken. (OM) 042.jpg 739KBytes |
43) A shepherd's hut on the side of the mountain. Stones hold the roof on. (OM) 043.jpg 857KBytes | 44) Typical Swiss scenery, with a snowcapped peak, the Monch, the the distance. (OM) 044.jpg 510KBytes | 45) The new theatre at Oberammergau. The people are going back after lunch to the afternoon session. (OM) 045.jpg 779KBytes |
46) One of the Oberammergauans and his small son. They are dressed exactly alike. A Bavarian boy never reaches the long pants stage. (OM) 046.jpg 459KBytes | 47) Here is our room at Oberammergau. Spick and span and very cheerful. Notice all the pictures on the walls and the painted furniture. (OM) 047.jpg 814KBytes | 48) A typical house in Oberammergau. It is pure white stucco with colored designs around the windows. (Anita) 048.jpg 540KBytes |
49) Statue of Maximilian in Munich. (Anita) 049.jpg 16KBytes | 50) Here is our aeroplane just before we took off. Anita is standing there as though she was not much afraid of the proposition - and she wasn't nearly as much as I. (OM) 050.jpg 790KBytes | 51) A birdseye view of one of the larger villages we flew over. (OM) 051.jpg 530KBytes |
52) Little German villages as seen from the aeroplane between Munich and Nuremberg. (Anita) 052.jpg 511KBytes | 53) An old fort at Nuremberg with its moat. (Anita) 053.jpg 543KBytes | 54) The little river which runs through Nuremberg. It is lined by quaint and picturesque houses. (Anita) 054.jpg 781KBytes |
55) Two pictures taken in Nuremberg. I am standing in front of the Bratwurstglocklein where we had lunch and Anita is in one of the narrow little streets. (OM) 055.jpg 442KBytes | 56) See #55 above 056.jpg 438KBytes | 57) Heidelberg, as seen from the castle. (Anita) 057.jpg 840KBytes |
58) (Professional photo which they must have purchased. [Nancy]) The party with which we visited the castle at Heidelberg. We tried to lose them once and found ourselves locked in. They were all Germans. (Anita) 058.jpg 1331KBytes | 59) A view of the castle of Heidelberg. (Anita) 059.jpg 958KBytes | 60) In the courtyard of the castle of Heidelberg. (Anita) 060.jpg 461KBytes |
61) Two views of the castle of Heidelberg. Anita is standing near the entrance to the wine cellar where they have that mammoth cask. (OM) 061.jpg 543KBytes | 62) See #61 above 062.jpg 541KBytes | 63) Rhine vineyards. This gives you some idea of how the hills are completely covered with terraces so that every foot of ground is utilized. (OM) 063.jpg 843KBytes |
64) On this hill in the center of the picture is one of our 'Castles on the Rhine' -- Castle Sooneck, the stronghold of the robber knights in the 13th century. (OM) 064.jpg 469KBytes | 65) This is the Lorelei - famed in song and story. It is simply an immense rock jutting out into the river. (OM) 065.jpg 444KBytes | 66) Mrs.King and the Reams in front of the towers at Windsor. (Anita) 066.jpg 464KBytes |
67) A part of Windsor Castle with Mr. and Mrs. King and Anita in the foreground. We nicknamed this the bathroom because it is almost circular in shape. (OM) 067.jpg 449KBytes | 68) Another part of Windsor Castle. These are the Royal Apartments and although the King was not there, visitors were not allowed past the iron fence surrounding this part. (OM) 068.jpg 838KBytes | 69) The Royal Apartments at Windsor. The public is not admitted to this courtyard. (Anita) 069.jpg 789KBytes |
70) The gardens at Windsor (Anita) 070.jpg 846KBytes | 71) Here are some Scottish guards parading around the castle grounds. They wear these immense bearskin caps when on parade and they must be hot as ovens. (OM) 071.jpg 452KBytes | 72) Scotch guards at Windsor. (Anita) 072.jpg 950KBytes |
73) A picnic with the Kings on the banks of the Thames. They call it 'Tea'. (Anita) 073.jpg 845KBytes | 74) Some Eton boys in their morning coats and tall hats, (Anita) The rest of the sentence is eaten away by worms (Nancy) 074.jpg 852KBytes | 75) One of the ravens hopping about the courtyard in the Tower of London. It is about 10 feet from this spot that Henry VIII beheaded his wives. (OM) 075.jpg 563KBytes |
76) One of the lions in Trafalgar Square. I am standing in front of it. These are undoubtedly the best looking lions in the world. (OM) 076.jpg 739KBytes | 77) Here I am in front of the statue of Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens. I'm afraid you can't make out the figures on the pedestal, but they are as delightful as the statue itself. (OM) 077.jpg 548KBytes | 78) A view in Kew Garden. This old tree is about the only one in the park that does not have the appearance of being manicured every other day. (OM) 078.jpg 753KBytes |
79) Hyde Park - London (Anita) 079.jpg 927KBytes | 80) One of the four fountains in the square - Kensington Gardens - London. (Anita) 080.jpg 903KBytes | 81) Statue of George III - London (Anita) 081.jpg 504KBytes |
82) The courtyard in Baliel College at Oxford. This is a very pretty spot and the chapel shown here must be hundreds of years old. Baliel is just one of the approximately 25 colleges in Oxford. (OM) 082.jpg 504KBytes | 83) Lawn at St. John's College - Oxford. This seemed to be one of the more exclusive colleges. (Anita) 083.jpg 816KBytes | 84) Courtyard of St. John's College - Oxford. (Anita) 084.jpg 471KBytes |
85) Library and Conservatory at Oxford. (Anita) 085.jpg 500KBytes | 86) One of the thatched roofed houses on the Isle of Wright. Don't you agree that a roof like this improves the appearance considerably? (OM) 086.jpg 807KBytes | 87) Thatched roof near Shanklin Chine on the Isle of Wright (Anita) The rest of the sentence is eaten away by worms. (Nancy) 087.jpg 841KBytes |
88) Near Shanklin Chine. Isle of Wright. (Anita) 088.jpg 604KBytes | 89) Our little table mate, Priscilla De Forrest, on board the Caronia, going home. (Anita) 089.jpg 518KBytes |