in which I discuss trains, churches, famous authors, and a French musical

Note: I started this post yesterday - Thursday the 28th - so the yesterday I am talking about is actually Wednesday.

giant bellows

On Thursday of our visit in Tahoe, Tim, the girls, my FIL and I went to Virginia City. We had a blast. It was a fun combination of kitschy and historical.

of course I like the more casual shot of them visiting with Stinky than the formal posed shot

The first thing on our visit was figuring out where the train depot was. While Tim set out to discover the depot, the girls had their photo taken with Stinky and Bernadette. Stinky said that when he bought a small acreage, Bernadette was living wild on it. She was five months pregnant with her foal. He tamed her, named her foal, which was born on the Fourth of July, Independence. Now she pulls on his pants for treats and poses for tourist photos.

Keith, Tim, C and K in front of 29

After Tim found the depot, we took a ride on a steam engine and learned about the mining history of Virginia City. The mining history was fascinating and was narrated by the smooth voice and excellent delivery of our conductor.

ALL-ABOARD - our smooth-voiced conductor

Keith, Tim, the girls and two strange women

mine and tailings

As I mentioned our conductor shared lots of interesting mining history. Including the fact, that the mines in Virginia City were some of the hottest in the world due to geo-thermal activity near the surface.

one of the many ruins that decorate the desert landscape

He also shared a funny story about silver ore. The miners were originally looking for gold and didn't not recognize the silver ore when they found it so they used it to fill potholes in Virginia City. The potholes reappeared overnight when it was discovered that the blue sludge was actually silver ore.

tunnels always appear dark

We got to go through an old tunnel too - it did indeed have light at the end.

but there is always light at the end

After our train ride, we visited St. Mary's in the Mountains.

if you read the history of St. Mary's you will discover that it doesn't stand perpendicular to the world

I found a bookmark in a bookstore with a similar shot of the cathedral and the following Twain quote “One mustn't criticize other people on grounds where he can't stand perpendicular himself”. Mark Twain

If is funny how memory deceives us. It reminded me of the Cathedral of the Plains, which is a historic Catholic church that we took a field trip to when I was in school. When I look at the website I see that the two are quite different. However, I think what triggered the memory was the distinctive odor. It was a faintly musty odor but not like a basement - I attribute it to the age of the buildings and the dry climate they are in.

It had beautiful stained glass which replaced the old stained glass after the mad monks defaced the church. The lady in the gift shop told us that the windows came from Winona, MN, which is an interesting connection to our state.

In the basement of the church was a funny little museum with local history, church history, and random national history all jumbled together.

Catholic iconic art fascinates me. 

In one room there was this stereoscope and an old-fashioned phonograph.

A stunning rosary.

They had an intriguing little painted grotto in the basement too - kitschy but also very inviting. 

The last stop on our visit was a corny but cool Mark Twain museum. Samuel Clemens spent several years in Virginia City as a newspaper editor and it was in Virginia City that he first used the pen name Mark Twain.

C was so funny. She was interested in the various things in this basement museum but what she thought was the coolest was a license plate that was used to patch a hole in the floor. :)

A desk that is reported to be Twain's desk.

The Territorial Enterprise newspaper counter on which, it is supposed, Twain wrote "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County."

The original toilet for the newspaper office. The sign slays me.

While relaxing in Tahoe, I read Pioneer Girl. Pioneer Girl is an unpublished manuscript by Laura Ingalls Wilder which preceded the Little House on the Prairie series and which is more historically accurate and has a great deal more personal detail than the series. I found it several years ago as the appendix to a dissertation and had downloaded the pdf but never got around to reading it. Nicole Lauren Mancino had transcribed Pioneer Girl (with full permissions) off the microfiche from the Missouri archives. However, she has taken the free pdf down and it is only available if you pay for it.

If you are a Laura Ingalls Wilder buff, I would strongly recommend it; it is absolutely fascinating to compare it to the series. 

After finishing Pioneer Girl, I read The Three Musketeers. I had tried reading it more than once and had never succeeded but now I whipped through it. I really enjoyed it. I've now started The Count of Monte Cristo (I love the movie). It is even better than The Three Musketeers and the movie. Reading all this French Literature has put me in the mood to read Les Miserables again.

Last night, I was working on VBS photos. Around midnight, I stopped to check my email. I found something that Tim had forwarded to me from work (I am sure he was beginning to wonder if I would ever check my email). Talk about a seriously cool coincidence (I don't believe in coincidence but it is the easiest way to phrase it).

As you know, yesterday was our twentieth anniversary. Twenty-one years ago, I spent the summer in California with Tim and his family. That summer, Tim bought me tickets to see Les Mis for the first time. Yesterday, I told you about my obsession with Les Miserables. Now I get to share something truly exciting that Tim sent me in an email. The musical is going to be a movie!!

It looks promising. I can hardly wait until Christmas. I can't think the last time I was so excited about a movie. I think maybe the second and third Lord of the Rings movies were nearly as exciting to wait for and I know I was anxious for the last few Harry Potter movies but not this anxious.

I was already looking forward to Christmas and The Hobbit but The Hobbit won't touch this if it is any good at all!!

Yikes!! I am not a huge movie buff but I just discovered that Anna Karenina is coming out in November. I love the book.  I only hope they do the relationship of Levin and Kitty justice as it is definitely the best part of the book!!

It has been ages since I've read The Great Gatsby  (I think high school) but I really like Di Caprio!! I think I need to reread it.

Wow!! 

of Lake Tahoe, prisoner 24601, and our 20th Anniversary

I am combining all my lake images on this post. On Tuesday of our week at Tahoe, we took a drive around the lake. Our first stop was this bridge that the locals call the fanny bridge. Because there are a variety of large fish that hang out under it and can be fed, tourists often spend a lot of time hanging over the bridge. Imagine the view from behind my lovely family when they are tossing food over to the fish (especially those who are shorter than hubs).

If you go to the lake side of the bridge, you can feed the geese. The girls had loads of fun feeding the geese. The geese were smart. They had figured out that if they nibble the fingers, the food is dropped and they don't have to take it out of your hand.

When we drove around the lake, we stopped at an overlook that provides a great view of Emerald Bay and Vikingsholm. We didn't know about Vikingsholm or we may have tried to make the hike down to it. We were a bit tired and lethargic that day, so it may be just as well that we didn't know about it

If you look carefully, you can see Vikingsholm in the photo below. In the photo above, you can see a small island island in Emerald Bay on which Mrs Knight, the owner of Vikingsholm, had a tea house built. You can see the tea house at the peak of the island.

After Vikingsholm, we visited the Tallac Historical Site. The Tallac Site was the location of one of the premier resorts in the world, most of which has been torn down. Below you can see a representative of one of the first denizens we met, they were the fattest chipmunks I have ever seen - there was one in the parking lot that waddled.

In the kitchen, of one of the private residences which is still standing, was some fabulously embroidered tea towels like the one below.

Before the white man discovered Lake Tahoe, the Washoe Indians called it home. The Tallac site had a small museum, detailing their rapid decline as white man came and logged the mountains and pushed them out. Above you can see is a replica of a Washoe teepee.

Don't you love the decoration in the eaves with the natural curve of branches?

I love that they watered the property with good old fashioned sprinklers. There is a beach nearby and some child had wandered up to play in the sprinkler.

I think it was Wednesday, that we went to the beach. On Sunday, Tim's Dad had taken the kids to the pool at the condo, he took them there several times. Tim and I slept. Unfortunately, it meant that C  got a bad sunburn because Keith forgot to put sunblock on the kids. K's skin doesn't burn very easily but C's does. C got a bad sunburn so she had to wear Dad's t-shirt every time she spent time in her swimsuit.

The beach we went to had a neat peninsula with grass and benches. Doesn't it look absolutely inviting?

So what is with #24601? Let's start with the fact that Tim and I have always avoided wearing branded clothing. We might buy name brands (and do have some we like) but we refuse to advertise for them. As a result, we tend to buy quirky t-shirts.

I only have two t-shirts that aren't for exercise or yard work. One has a picture of Charlie Brown standing on the pitchers mound with raining pouring down. The second has an image of the Tootsie Pop Owl - with the question, "How many licks?"

Tim likes really obscure shirts. He has two from the movie The Princess Bride. On the front of one it says "Inconceivable" on the back it says "I do not think it means what you think it means."

The second has the image of a "A Hello My Name Is Label" printed on the label in what appears to be script it says "is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." It is very funny because it is starting wear off. One time when my Dad was visiting he thought Tim had forgotten to take a label off - then he read it - he roared with laughter.

Tim also has a t-shirt that simply says "Browncoat," which is an obscure reference to the television show Firefly.

#24601 is Jean Valjean's prison number in Les Miserables. I've read the book over half-a-dozen times. We've probably seen the musical that many times as well. My husband is a stoic. I think the only times that I've seen him cry is at my grandpa M's funeral and when Valjean sings his prayer in Les Miserables.

Today, Tim and I celebrate our twentieth wedding anniversary. Unfortunately, Tim had to return to work today and I had to sit at Midas waiting to get our brakes changes. Tonight, I will be at VBS taking photos.