Palace of the Prince
November 22nd 2007 21:43
People walk around with frames around their souls. Are we born with it? I don't know, but from an early age we begin to feel the edges of the permissible, the accepted and the traditions into which we now do life. Our frame can shrink and enlarge depending on the company we keep or the view from where we stand.
Travel helps us to look beyond our frame and to look into another's. By the connecting of minds, ideas, a common view, we find that our own frame begins to shift and bend and before, what was an encumbrance has become another perspective. The brave traveller understands this and uses every opportunity to rid himself of the fear that the frame is all there is. The frame is not all there is and it's not who we are.
It's the thing that defines what we're not.
Monaco has a lot going for it. The palace of stars is a highlight of this small principality. We just recently passed the anniversary of the death of Grace Kelly and it got me thinking about Monaco again. The palace, like any other, has a changing of the guard at 11.55am each day but if one has the time, a small glimpse inside palace life is worth it with a short tour of the apartments. The crowds during summer can be daunting...you'll see them milling around outside but it's a short tour - only a half hour long. The palace is beautiful, but the walk up the mountain to get there is not. Wear comfortable shoes and on a hot day, slap on that hat. We saw a number of tourists leaning weakly against walls trying to hide from the sun halfway up the path. Once the palace touring and sighing is over, Monaco has an extensive array of tropical underwater life to check out in the Musee Oceanographique De Monaco. Built around the early 1900's, the site is impressive, sticking out of the cliff face and it's apparently one of the best aquariums in the world. There's a Restaurant (expensive but the view...!) at the top. A brasserie is attached.
Travel helps us to look beyond our frame and to look into another's. By the connecting of minds, ideas, a common view, we find that our own frame begins to shift and bend and before, what was an encumbrance has become another perspective. The brave traveller understands this and uses every opportunity to rid himself of the fear that the frame is all there is. The frame is not all there is and it's not who we are.
It's the thing that defines what we're not.
Monaco has a lot going for it. The palace of stars is a highlight of this small principality. We just recently passed the anniversary of the death of Grace Kelly and it got me thinking about Monaco again. The palace, like any other, has a changing of the guard at 11.55am each day but if one has the time, a small glimpse inside palace life is worth it with a short tour of the apartments. The crowds during summer can be daunting...you'll see them milling around outside but it's a short tour - only a half hour long. The palace is beautiful, but the walk up the mountain to get there is not. Wear comfortable shoes and on a hot day, slap on that hat. We saw a number of tourists leaning weakly against walls trying to hide from the sun halfway up the path. Once the palace touring and sighing is over, Monaco has an extensive array of tropical underwater life to check out in the Musee Oceanographique De Monaco. Built around the early 1900's, the site is impressive, sticking out of the cliff face and it's apparently one of the best aquariums in the world. There's a Restaurant (expensive but the view...!) at the top. A brasserie is attached.
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