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  • Tour de Paris: See the city by bike

    6/14/201011:16:22 AM Link |  | Add comment

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    Special to The Seattle TimesIn front of the Louvre museum, Fat Tire Bike Tour guide Bubba Brooks (left) dispenses history and various tidbits of information.

    At the edge of a twisting tornado of Parisian traffic — tiny cars, jumbo tour buses, putt-putting motor scooters — our bicycle tour group is poised to make what seems like a death-defying dash across the Place de la Concorde. Essentially a 20-acre roundabout between the Champs-Elysees and Tuileries Garden in the heart of Paris, it's famous for, among other things, being where Marie Antoinette and thousands of others lost their heads, guillotined during the 18th century Reign of Terror.

    "What we're doing now is called an ATM, an Advanced Traffic Maneuver, OK?" says Bubba Brooks, our fearless 23-year-old Fat Tire Bike Tour guide. "We're going to pull out into the square here, we're going to hang a left. We're going to run a red light — don't worry, I've done this a few times before — then we're going to head to the middle of the plaza, all right?"

    If you say so.

    Gripping our handlebars, the 12 of us await Bubba's signal. "Go!"

    And we're off — pedaling into the cobbled roadway en masse, the way a pod of orcas would work together to seek a favorable current in Haro Strait. In no time at all, we traverse the massive boulevard and easily slip into our own little safe haven — our own lane, sorta — far to the right edge of Place de la Concorde.

    There's safety in numbers. Our group is highly visible to the heavy traffic that circles the Place de la Concorde's fountains and the 3,300-year-old obelisk of Luxor which, pro-cycling fanatic that I am, I recognize from the final stage of the Tour de France race.

    In little more than a minute, voilà — we're at Tuileries Garden, our ATM complete!

    "That wasn't too bad," Bubba says.

    Not at all, and minutes later — our trickiest maneuver of our four-hour bike tour behind us — we're walking our bikes across the expansive garden, the Louvre museum directly ahead of us, headed to an outdoor cafe for lunch.

    Fat Tire Bike Tours is an American-owned and operated company that features English-speaking guides. It's one of a number of companies that offer bike tours of Paris, a city that in recent years has become more bike-friendly.

    Along with some 230 miles of city bike lanes (some shared with city buses — not as scary as it sounds), Paris encourages cycling with a curbside bike-rental system called Vélib (which translates roughly as bicycle freedom). Every 300 yards throughout the city, you'll find fleets of Vélib bikes — some 20,000 in all — available for rent, accessed via a sidewalk self-service pay station.

    Taking the tour

    Fat Tire and several other companies rent bikes and offer tours. And expansive parks such as Champ de Mars, at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, are big enough that one could spend the afternoon with minimal vehicle contact by pedaling in the park, to the nearby Trocadero Gardens, and on wide pathways on either side of the Seine River.

    Our tour group met under the Eiffel Tower where — amid the hundreds of tourists, schoolchildren, gun-toting soldiers, and African vendors offering trinkets — we saw our tour guide Bubba holding high the Fat Tire sign. We took a pleasant 10-minute walk to the office, where we picked out our bikes; received a quick lesson in operating the comfy, if tank-heavy, three-speed cruiser bikes; and got tips on how to ride safely in the city in a pack.

    Then off we went. Note that I didn't mention that this is where we picked out our helmets (although they are available at Fat Tire). That's because cyclists in Paris don't wear bike helmets. During my recent 2 ½-week visit to Paris, I saw hundreds of folks pedaling bikes and not a single person wearing a helmet.

    From the Fat Tire office we pedaled the firm hard-packed dirt surface of Champ de Mars south to our first stop at Ecole Militaire. Bubba described it as France's West Point, an elite military college that counts Napoleon as one of its alumni. He points out bullet holes on the building's exterior from the time of the Nazi occupation of Paris. The city's history is mind-boggling, and we're just getting started.

    We head out onto the streets on what, with such a large group of riders, feels like our personal bike lane. We pass the otherworldly UNESCO headquarters building and stop at Place de Breteuil.

    Here Bubba shares his deep admiration for Louis Pasteur, the French chemist and microbiologist who's honored in the center of the plaza with a stone monument. In the fall Bubba, an Oklahoman whose been a Fat Tire guide for two years, will begin working toward a Ph.D. in plant and microbial biology at University of California, Berkeley (I'd venture he'll be the only one in the department named Bubba).

    From there it's a leisurely 10-minute jaunt up Avenue de Breteuil, during which I chat with some of my fellow riders. They're from Arizona, Texas, Chicago, London and beyond.

    "We'd borrowed bikes before when we were here visiting our daughter," says Yvan Baeten, a Belgian who's riding today with his wife, Magda Wirix. "This is very nice, going with a guide, because you learn so much."

    Bubba stops us just outside the eye-catching, gold-laden Dome Church which houses Napoleon's tomb. It's surrounded by the massive 17th-century building Les Invalides, a former military hospital which today is the Army Museum. Because this is a bike tour, here and at other landmarks we don't enter the church or museum, but straddle our bikes while Bubba feeds us tidbits of history.

    A bike tour is a terrific way to familiarize yourself with the layout of Paris and learn just enough history to figure out what you want to pursue on your own. And get a little exercise, too, although Paris is mostly flat and our pace slow. A Fat Tire Bike Tour never will be confused with a health club spin class. But it's the perfect pace for safe sightseeing.

    We pedal some more, crossing the Seine River on Pont Alexandre III, considered Paris' most ornate bridge. It's adorned with gold statues of winged creatures and heroic figures and leads eventually to the Champs Elysees district and the Arc de Triomphe.

    We skip the Arc de Triomphe, however, and once across the Seine, go right and pedal a vehicle-free bike path east to the Place de la Concorde, where we'll make our ATM.

    After lunch and a stop outside the Louvre museum, we head back to Champ de Mars for goodbyes and some final photos aboard our bikes. In all, we rode about six miles.

    "I did one of these tours last year in London," Jeremy Barton from Yorkshire, England, tells me as we take turns photographing each other with the Eiffel Tower in the background. "It was lovely, just like this one."

    Ooh, London. Next time, for sure.

  • Snuba mixes snorkeling and scuba

    12/16/200911:21:03 AM Link |  | Add comment

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    This photo taken May 2009 shows 12 year old Ryan Edelmann Snuba diving at AP – This photo taken May 2009 shows 12 year old Ryan Edelmann Snuba diving at 'Barracuda Reef' at Xcaret …

    ROATAN, Honduras – Breathing underwater was a strange sensation. It was even stranger because I've never been scuba-certified. Stranger yet that my wife — who is reluctant to even duck her head under water — was happily swimming 15 feet underwater behind me as we plumbed the depths on this island off the coast of Honduras.

    We had discovered Snuba, a hybrid of snorkeling and scuba diving that was an exciting way to experience breathing underwater while not having to go through hardcore training. It has its limitations — namely, a 20-foot airline attached to a raft above — but for a new way to experience watery depths, it can't be beat.

    Snuba has been around since at least the late 1980s, when a group of California divers started Snuba International to export the sport. It still isn't offered in many places in the U.S. beyond a few beaches in California, Florida and Hawaii. But it's also caught on in the Caribbean, where tourists go Snuba diving from Aruba to Turks and Caicos. Other destinations include Cancun, Mexico, and San Juan, Puerto Rico.

    My wife and I tried it in Roatan, Honduras. (The U.S. State Department lifted a travel alert to the country on Dec. 8, five months after a coup there.) Our Snuba experience on this tropical island started with a training session on safety procedures. We were then outfitted with flippers, a weight belt, a mask and a regulator linked to a long, snaking tube. It was all surprisingly light, mostly because the tube is connected to an oxygen tank that rests comfortably on a small raft.

    We practiced for a few minutes in shallow water, getting a feel for our newfound ability to breathe underwater and the strange, almost tickling sensation we got when we inhaled.

    We were told to try our best to breathe normally, as our oxygen tank only had a 45-minute reservoir of air and gasping can deplete it more quickly. And we were also taught to hold our nose and breathe every few feet so we could equalize our pressure as we plummeted.

    The experience itself would be nothing new for certified divers, and probably a little frustrating. But for an avid swimmer like me who has always wanted to get scuba-certified, the ability to skim new depths was exhilarating.

    Our guide went with us as we waded deeper into the water. The moment we got there we took advantage, plunging as deep as we could, skimming the tops of coral reefs and tracking the colorful fish darting in and out of our paths.

    The water wasn't that deep, so our 20-foot rope never seemed to block us from going deeper. It was also nice to know that even if the hose somehow malfunctioned we were still shallow enough we could make it back to the surface within a few seconds.

    There were some problems, though. For one, you have to go the same pace as everyone else tethered to your raft.

    The tubes can also be a hindrance. If you don't watch out while you're swimming, you could be part of an elaborate knot that must be untangled. And you can feel a tug at your mouthpiece if you're too far ahead or behind the others, or if a stiff wind or heavy current pulls the raft above.

    But my biggest problem with Snuba is that it left me wanting more. I wanted to go faster, deeper and stay underwater longer. And my only cure might have to be graduating to the next level: Scuba diving.

  • Tokoriki Resort special

    10/6/20096:31:18 PM Link |  | Add comment

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    Fiji
    By Dan Schiraldo

    Tokoriki Island Resort Fiji is a romantic playground for the discerning traveler, a private island resort where romance meets luxury and the rich Fijian culture. Walk along the pristine white sand beach, snorkeling through a rainbow of tropical fish and corals on the pristine house reef, sharing a sumptuous meals (even a picnic on your own private beach) ~ all of this and more is waiting for you at Tokoriki Island Resort where the saying “do as much or as little as you please” is the motto every day you are here. Experience the Fijian culture; meet the people Conde Nast Traveler Magazine readers voted the “Friendliest People in the World”. At Tokoriki, you will “arrive as a visitor and leave as a friend.”

    Tokoriki Island Resort is a romantic playground for the discerning traveler, a private island resort here romance meets affordable

     Valid for sale thru 15Nov09 and for travel thru 31Mar10

     

     $2779/per person double

     Includes:

    • Roundtrip airfare from Los Angeles via Air Pacific 

    • US/airport taxes/security charges/fuel surcharges/ Fiji

    • Departure Tax

    • Meet & Shell Lei Greeting on arrival

    • Free Helicopter transfer to Tokoriki Island Resort

    • 7 nights Tokoriki Island Resort

    • Deluxe Beachfront Bure

    • Non-motorized resort activities

    • All Meals; Full Breakfast-2 Course a la carte Lunch-3

    • Course a la carte Dinner or Buffet from the Terrace

    • Restaurant, blackout dates 15Dec09-15Jan10

    • Rosie’s VIP Airport Departure Lounge with 15 minute neck and shoulder massage.

  
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